Time enough for bravery Time not enough to stand and wonder if the things you love to do are good enough for everyone else other than you. Let the artifact be your wonder at the way you can move Let gratitude drive you toward grace So that when you arrive you are hardly moving at all- Just gliding to a stop The path behind you was meant to be tread but once too fragile to be walked back over even with your now-so-light feet. When you're quiet and comfortable you can finally be the gnashing and gnawing waterfall of kindness pouring out great bravura, great thundering exhaustion.