I will not die 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

And 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 comes to me as seed

Goes on to the next as blossom

And that which comes to me as blossom

Goes on as fruit

- Adapted from poem by Dawna Markova, Author and Editor, Utah, USA, found in Prayers for a Thousand Years: Blessings and Expressions of Hope for the New Millenium