I will not die an unlived life I will not live in fear of falling Or of catching fire I choose to inhabit my days To allow my living to open me Making me less afraid More accessible To loosen my heart So that it becomes a wing, a torch, a promise I choose to risk my significance. To live so that that which comes to me as seed Goes to the next as blossom And that which comes to me as blossom Goes on as fruit. --Donna Markova

Saturday, March 20, 2004

Randomness to distract the mind...friends to pass the time...surprises that don't cost a dime...writing without the rhyme...music that sways the spine...contemplations of the divine...partners in hillarious crime...realizing life itself is sublime

posted by Kate at 7:50 PM

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