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, 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 a blossom,
goes on as fruit.
by Dawna Markova
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