And yet again I wait…stealthily…
For it to come……….
My prey deludes me
I suffer in my mind..
Like the receeding edges of a mirage
It keeps evading……
I sigh! Fumble gasp! in exasperation
Only to sink in the void………..
"I will not die an unlived life. I will not live in fear of falling or catching fire. I chose 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 chose 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 a blossom, goes on as a fruit." -Dawna Markova-