regeneration

Handwritten poem  with pink paint scribbles in the background. Below is an illustration of a stump with roots growing underground and a single leaf growing from the cut portion of the stump. The words of the poem are below.
I always prioritized the parts above ground
the parts others could see, neglecting what went on below


But after everything, I am a stump,
cut down, dismembered
A series of Enormously Small choices has splintered my trunk

It will take time to regenerate

But the soil is good
My roots are strong