I choose to inhabit my days, to allow my living to open me,
To make me less afraid, more accessible,
To loosen myself until it becomes a wing, a torch, a promise
That I see of self or what the surrounding wanted.
I choose to risk my significance: to live so that
Which comes to me as seed goes to the next as fruit and
not just the blossom, in all season.
I wish the nature walks on my way to nurture this in the same speed and not sit back to say,” This is summer and not the spring”.
It’s known after summer comes autumn and then the spring
But would she walk that extra mile ahead of me to help me bear the fruit -My Dream.
UNSAID, UNASKED, UNSPOKEN!
To make me less afraid, more accessible,
To loosen myself until it becomes a wing, a torch, a promise
That I see of self or what the surrounding wanted.
I choose to risk my significance: to live so that
Which comes to me as seed goes to the next as fruit and
not just the blossom, in all season.
I wish the nature walks on my way to nurture this in the same speed and not sit back to say,” This is summer and not the spring”.
It’s known after summer comes autumn and then the spring
But would she walk that extra mile ahead of me to help me bear the fruit -My Dream.
UNSAID, UNASKED, UNSPOKEN!
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