Resilience

I watch
the river reeds
flow with the
giving river.

I watch
the thawing ice
roll along with the
charging ocean.

I watch
the little bird
build her frail home
in the oft dancing trees.

I watch
the dainty spider
spin her web
on the restless breeze.

I watch
and I learn,
that resilience
slips in quietly
through the backdoor,
when I am busy
giving myself
to Life.

Resilience comes
not when I hold on,
but when I
give in to Life;
for it's in the giving in
that I can discover
and create myself,
over and over again.