A wing ...

I will not die an unlived life.

I will not live in fear of falling or catching fire.

I choose to inhabit my days,

To allow my living to open me,

To make me less afraid, more accessible,

To loosen my heart until it becomes

A wing, a torch, a promise.

I choose to risk my significance;

To live so that which comes to me as seed

Goes to the next as blossom

And that which comes to me as blossom,

Goes on as fruit.

~Dawn Markova~