A bamboo. That's what she is.

She stands tall, ever so calm

   ever so peaceful.

But however gentle the wind is,

   the bamboo still submits to it.

The wind is her sole weakness,

   and in this life of hers,

         he is that wind.

However, she remains strong.

As the wind deals its harsh gust,

   she bends along it – and vows to herself,

                "I may bend, but never will I break."

- J

(06•07•17)