Choose

It’s Time

My favorite part is leaving

Not knowing, but believing

There’s something better than this

I want to feel the breath intake

To surge upward with the earthquake

Until I am all that is left to be left

It’s the burn of fear I will shun

Raising a toast to the blessed undone

Dance a little higher now child

A sweep of white, a twist of fate

She sleeps so deeply awash in grace

Wipe the blood drops from your pillow

Take a chance on hope tipped wings

Throat wide open, stop to sing

Chase that chance into change

You are too late never, she said

Life shines bright where your feet tread
There’s something better than this