Are you sitting at the edge of your life
afraid to go all the way in,
to the deepest woods of your greening,
where your wildness growls within,
where your natural, fierce heart
has befriended fear?
joy will always taste like wild raspberries,
Honeyguides will lead you to the hive,
and the gold-lit stillness
spilling through the veridian canopy
will illume your true north.