To be. To love. To create. To live.
To fall and rise and
Raise others in my rising and more,
In my falling
To look. To see. To breathe. To work.
To be immersed in the beauty of life, and let
The tears and laugh lines of living kiss my naked cheeks.
To shine. To reflect. To sing. To dance.
To be reminded constantly of something bigger than the consequential irregularities of being
A city of blood and flesh and bone
And in that remembrance find
Strength, find hope, find enough love birthing boldness
To wake another morning and the next after that