Friday, April 9, 2010

Dawna Markova's poem

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 seed
goes to the next as blossom,
and that which came to me as blossom,
goes on as fruit.

1 comment:

  1. Profound. Perfect love... So glad that God has had and displayed perfect love. As a result we *need* never to fret or fear. What a humble privilege to know and serve such a God!

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