an unlived life

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 came to me as a seed
Goes to the next as blossom
And that which came
To me as blossom
Goes on as fruit

~Dawna Markova