Gardening

I bury the seed
of what I'll become.

I water it daily
lest it come undone.

The hardest part
is the wilted sides.

The parts of myself
that are natural to die.

The truth of 
the matter is 
that you are whole.

Regardless of 
how many leaves 
you drop from your soul.

Trust in yourself 
and turn
towards the sun.

And know that you 
shall be alright 
in the long run.