Ready to Fly


It has taken many years
To accept certain possibilities.
My body healing, for one.

It always seemed so effort filled
And I was too tired for that.
Surrender always felt sweeter.

The truth is
There is an energy required
That I can’t produce.

The grace is
I don’t need to.
It is already waiting.

It has been, patiently
Waiting for enough of me
To be held in the stillness.

Now I feel it
Flowing gently in the moment
As possibility I can choose.

With it comes a new identity
Long resisted gifts
And sense of purpose.

Purpose and freedom
Peace and a bit of passion
Joy enfolds any outcome.

In perfect timing
I stand ready
To fly.

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