The work of becoming

 

It’s one thing to do a mighty exploit 

To thrust oneself through the air 

And land at a place 

Better than your current station

In part by sheer will

In part by pure luck.

It’s quite another thing to 

Become the kind of person

Who frequently takes leaps of faith,

Who has trained their hands to stay open

And accustomed their heart to 

The slow and steady work 

Of becoming. 

The people we want to be 

Will not come into existence 

By the occasional short bursts of energy

Brought on by feelings of being left behind

Or guilt for not doing more. 

We become who we are meant to be

Slowly at first 

Then all at once. 

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