We look with uncertainty
beyond the old choices for
to a softer, more permeable aliveness
which is every moment
at the brink of death;
for something new is being born in us
if we but let it.
We stand at a new doorway,
awaiting that which comes…
daring to be human creatures,
vulnerable to the beauty of existence.
Learning to love.
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Posted by kind permission of the poet. Awakening the Energies of Love; The Dancing of Animal Woman, www.annehillman.net.
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