Standing on the precipice of change,
entrusting what I need
(along with my desires)
to summon strength that overrides the fear
that, even if I persevere,
the action that my course requires,
my ego will impede.
I pause while Spirit breathes new life into my dream….
Trusting that the Fates will prearrange
a meeting (here and there)
or signposts that expose
the truth behind appearances that blind
perceptions of the human mind.
Then intuition can disclose
the answer to each prayer.
I much prefer the ease of flowing down the stream….
Even when conditions disarrange
my well-intentioned plans,
I bravely forge ahead,
enabling me to vanquish painful thoughts
by letting go of former plots:
What happened in the past is dead!
It’s time to cut those strands
so that my heart and head can function as a team…
while leaping o’er the precipice of change.