Brave is daring to bloom,
knowing full well that the cold may kill your offering.
To be brave is to stand in a precarious wind,
and to give every breath away,
as freely as the moment gave it.
To be brave is to dig in roots,
and to say,
"No matter what may come."
To be brave is to stretch your intrepid arms up to the heavens
to grab a hold of its light,
let it flow back down through you,
and to share in it's warmth…
To be brave is to be a home
for all who would seek shelter in your humble shadow.
To be brave is give everything back
as freely as you have received it.
To be brave
is to live.