On this day between days

I pause…

Given a chance to reflect

I choose not to make myself,

Or anyone else

False promises.

I choose not to set

Unrealistic goals.

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Instead, I choose life

Having to acknowledge

That I am unsure

What I mean by that,

So perhaps I am choosing

To give myself to the unfolding

Of this moment by moment existence,

Not striving for what might be…

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I am choosing not to be

Comeptetive

With either my own demands,

Nor the demands of the culture that

Constantly shifts in its definition of what is,

Or what is not acceptable…

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I choose love,

Knowing that I have only paddled

In the shallows,

But longing to strike out into the deep…

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I choose these things

Awake to the inevitability

That I will fall and fail in them,

But trusting that I am

Held in the shelter

Of a greater power,

Who I know so little of,

But who knows me completely…

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In this I rest,

All will be well,

All will be well….