It was only a sunny smile, and little it cost in the giving,
but like morning light, it scattered the night and made the day worth living.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society where none intrudes, by the deep sea,
And music in its roar.
I love not woman the less,
But need to love nature more.
I will not die an unlived life.
I will not live in fear
Of falling or catching fire.
I choose to inhabit my days,
To allow my living to open me,
To make me less afraid,
To loosen my heart,
Until it becomes a wing,
A torch, a promise.
I choose to risk my significance,
To live so that which came to me as seed,
Goes to the next as blossom,
And that which came to me as blossom,
Goes on as fruit.
Markova, Dawna. 2000
“I Will Not Die an Unlived Life: Reclaiming Purpose and Passion”