Unafraid

I felt it in the water

and saw it on the sunrise,

something shifting

within the same horizon.

.

The unsettling I feel

is like the excitement of a child

with a wrapped present;

the gift is in the tearing away.

.

I hear whispers in songs

I thought I knew and new music

pouring into me

from surprising places.

.

A sweetness is growing

within, spilling into my days

like a refreshing breeze

across an eternal spring.

.

Though leaves are falling,

I am lifted beyond what I know

or care to understand

and that is finally ok.