Monday, August 06, 2007

Blooming

I will not live 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 I become a wing, a torch, a promise
I choose to risk my significance
to live
so that which came to me as seed
goes to the next as blossom
and that which came to me as blossom, goes as fruit
~Dawna Markova

thank you Katia for this amazing poem

1 comment:

  1. Love this! Have it on my fridge. Also love that you just hang out at the St Julien. Very fun.

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