It is risk, it is caring.
It is stupidity, it is daring.

It is reckless, never heckless.
It is Love for inner Divine.

It is freedom,
In time.

So much more can be said, and will,
Remember what it is to be still.

The eye of the storm, as it rages around you, inside you,
Choice is power.

Balance and harmony are up to you.

The inner work of the Divine never finishes,
It only increases in shadow, in shine.

BE-ing is a challenge,
Especially surrounded by the storm, wishing your destruction.

Yet here you are, standing,
Breathing …

Amen.