Amor Fati

There is a heron,
its stillness wrapped around my bones,
enveloping them.
I am open to breaking apart,
whether I do or not.
I am not coming undone,
I am unleashing,
pulling the parts that work together in unison.

I want the air to glide through me,
to be quiet in my movement,
and let the hesitation behind all that I see
become an act of trust.

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I am breaking open —
there is no more time to wait,
because I have stopped waiting for time.

I will leave nothing behind
because I am no longer ahead.
I am no longer holding onto forever.
I am no longer settling just to breathe.
Whatever comes my way,
is my fate —
and I love it.