Thanks to Rich Young

                                                       We look with uncertainty

Beyond the old choices for 

Clear-cut answers 

To a softer, more permeable aliveness

Which is every moment 

At the brink of death; 

For something new is being born in us 

If we but let it. 

We stand at a new doorway, 

Awaiting that which comes...

Daring to be human creatures. 

Vulnerable to the beauty of existence. 

Learning to love. 

                                                                    ~Anne Hillman