In Utero

Day 0–160

maybe,
the heaviness of this hope
that at times 
I feel outweighs me,
is as beautiful
as the branches of a cherry blossom tree
overloaded and bowed,
pink petals dripping to the ground,
surrendering.

Painting by Chantey Dayal
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