each moment, searching for time,
time,
to guide our steps,
as we disembark upon this journey,
into realization,
to the beginning.
this gentle dance, that calls on us,
to slow down, to embrace the stillness,
to open ourselves up, to be loved,
to be held by our own esteem.
acceptance,
we fall out of line, to walk our own way,
each dream, our own,
each stroke, leaving it's mark, the softest of marks,
to allow the light to beam through,
to seize, this opportunity for truth,
for life to succeed.
to feel.
understanding the simplicity of happiness,
the choices we make, to serve or fly free,
to plant seeds and bare fruit.
to stand proud in our skin.
our willingness,
to surrender our fear,
to breathe freely.
To begin.
