A birth
a day
a beginning holds sway
a bourgeoning beckoning balancing way
To express gratitude,
Joy,
For merely existing
As though it was something simple
And not some kind of gifting.

A birthday
A start,
A sum of the parts
An assessment of the journey thus far of a heart
That has shifted and grown
Wide open, been blown
And learned how to carry itself when alone.
To continue to be
A student of dance,
To see just how fun
It can be
To romance
Learn the song of the wind
Take a chance and leap free
And hope
That somehow
we’ll always land sanely
On tough but still soft and happy bare feet
Understanding
It’s where we connect
That makes us complete.