Suspended

As a leaf gliding through the air or a flower floating on a calm pond, I have found my peace in you. I have no need for worry for I am powerless to worry. Peace has been found in my inability to do anything but accept my weakness. Strength is a lie I have latched onto but it has only failed me. Why pretend to be strong when we can rest in our weakness? The birds of the air do not fret over such silly things and neither shall I. If I am to be tossed by the winds I will be as a dandelion rejoicing in its embrace.