I re-read this poem while working on the Ordinary Time Devotionals. The first line is the title of a book by the poet. The book's subtitle is "Reclaiming purpose and passion" It speaks to me, a person who all too often has chosen to wait in the wings and watch rather than live life...
I will not live 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 what came to me as seed
goes to the next as blossom,
and that which came to me as blossom,
goes on as fruit.