Saturday, November 28, 2009

I Will Not Die An Unlived Life . . .

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,
more accessible,
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.

— Dawna markova


  1. I am sooo psyched! I found your blog because you have been kind enough to follow mine! I can't tell you how great it is to meet another assemblage/collage artist!! Looking forward to following you and your work!

    This poem is so powerful and timely!! It brought tears to my eyes and hope to my heart! Thank you for sharing it!

  2. wow, that is terrific to hear. i, too, am inspired by your work, come over to my blog anytime (i am kind of new at this . . . ) and we can inspire each other.