Thoughts on Courage.
Opening your eyes,
Getting out of bed
Dressing, eating, conversing
Move through the day,
Motion after thought
Word after action
Rinse and repeat
Some days are nothing
But small steps of courage.
Courage is found when you are able to breathe through the pain of a breaking heart.
I am not courageous. I am an idealist. I am sarcastic. I am a believer in the goodness of the human soul. I am trusting - of myself and those I let into my life. I over-think. I worry. I hope. I cry. I continue. I hope to find courage along the path I travel.
Courage is not bravery. Bravery is seen and applauded. Courage is the squeeze of a small hand as you step across the road.
I find my courage in words. In those spoken, read or sung. In the words of friends and strangers I find my faith.
my hand is reaching for you, across the darkened room//more courageous than my heart, fingertips search the moon//