You have to give people back over to life.
Again and again.
And then some.
Starting with yourself
and your expectations for
how you thought you would look,
who you thought you would be,
how you expected this life to go.
After all, even the wisest trees
don’t know quite how tall or wide
or far they’ll grow.
There is so much mystery in this space,
you don’t have to solve it,
to experience its grace.
Letting yourself be shaped
by soil’s mahogany deep
and sky’s lavender paint- –
releasing the need to manage control,
and instead radically allowing
Knowing all that really matters
is the love we bring to these days.