Brave and determined
we hold on to what is safe
to that which is familiar.

Winds blow, storms rage,
but we stay attached,
grounded in the roots 
of all we have known.

Until a day comes
when the pain of holding on, 
becomes greater 
than the pain of change, 
and we glimpse hope
in a life yet to be.

Mother Nature has a way
of softening the blow,
her timing is perfect
her voice so soft
calling us forward,

Helping us to let go.

By Alison Fielding.

6 thoughts on “Courage.

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