Now.

Riddles of Life never cease.

The path I find myself on was beneath my feet long before the conscious recognition.

Whilst the journey is shared, deeply and reverently, we may only evolve within the cracks, where the lesson of our mistakes are welcomed.

Is it possible you would welcome them? Is it possible you would admit the unknown and the frightened feelings, and realise we are not enemies but in fact, comrades?

Is it possible the holes torn into our path are created through deep self-fulfilling fear? My hand is there for you. If you would see it.

Whether I pass or fail I shall only be brave enough to take each step if I let go; to accept that I may well find myself alone in the end.

I embrace my fear of failure and commit myself to a life of which I finally feel worthy. To be alone is not what I want.

To be alone however, would not stop me from forgiving....either of us....

But I would trust myself much slower than before....

I look my deepest need in the eye and trust the strength that has grown within me and through it, I weather the storm. I persevere, unchanged. I wait...

Perhaps today you will open to me.... Like a tender gardener waiting for the signs of life,,,

I will not break. But if you truly wanted me gone, would you have courage to recognise it out loud?