27 August 2010

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~
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