Came across the poem below while looking for something else. Didn't recognise the poet so went looking and found she has written a book with the first line as a title.
Markova is a psychotherapist in Vermont, and is far better known there than here. She is a significant influence in the Random Acts of Kindness movement, which is enough for me to be interested. If you want to know more you her website is here.
The poem itself is a beautiful statement of determined vitality, a description of risk-taking in order to be frutiful, an attempt at transforming wistfulness into lived purpose.
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.Fully Alive - Dawna Markova
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