Some perspective

November 3th

My rip started as a leap:
growing still - it shows no boundaries….

Some who know me call me courageous.
Some who know me call me inspired.
Some who know me call me impetuous.

Long ago I left the comfort of the familiar.

Now, steering requires constant letting go.

Each rising sun....
... brings a visceral hunger to discover freshness,
... carries a potent reminder of the dullness springing from comfort,
… allows transmutation in the nodes of my Being,

.... as I listen to the wind and abide with the greater portion of who I am.