Kunoichi: The Shadow that Won the War

Kunoichi, has taught me something beautiful about living in the shadows. You don’t need a blade to change the shape of a room.You change it by how you enter.By the warmth in your hands when you pour someone tea.By the way you hold space for others… without losing your own.Your quiet isn’t a lack. It’s a language.The language of roots growing deep while storms rage above ground. The language of rivers that carve canyons… not with force… but with the patient "yes" of returning, again and again.I am Kunoichi.