Can I open my heart,
and keep opening it
wider?
I feel the fear,
it's cold hands
releasing
the ties
that bind it's walls.
Slipping off,
it just keeps opening;
shedding
masks
and illusions,
Shattering
false truths
and structure.
It's as raw
and new
as a baby bird.
It's as strong
and brave
as that raptor
in flight.
Can it remain
open
Always?
No longer
capable
of closing down;
Beyond the
false boundries
of fear's control.
Open Always
by Grace
by Love.
