Rooted

i'm drawn to the quiet promises of change.
to the parts of me that stay when the chapter ends.
to the humble beauty of a flower blooming in the night
when no one is around to witness her rebellion.

i'm drawn to the parts of you that remain untouched by fear.
to the imperfections that make you whole.
to the words you share when you wonder about the stars
that came before us.

i'm drawn to our blind trust in the unknown.
to how we act when we remove the masks we knew
were never meant to keep us safe.

i'm drawn to our search for meaning when we step outside
of ourselves and realize that in this moment,
we are free.

the parts of us