"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,
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."
By Dawna Markova
On my 50th birthday, my beloved and my daughter surprised me with a fabulous party surrounded by my family and my dearest friends. I received the most wonderful gift... a collection of very personal blessings gathered by my daughter from my loved ones and assembled into an album. When I need a lift, I get it out and flip through, opening each individual envelope to read each individual treasure... Priceless, as the saying goes...
This poem was at each person's place setting that evening... I have it posted just to the right of my desk to see it daily... As I am waiting for my first grandchild, it is even more significant to me now... Thank you, Amanda...