Grasping

I try very hard to focus on the positive, 
on what I still have, what I can still do, 
and what I've accomplished.
I carry with me memories, the good and the bad.
The lessons learnt give me strength as I embark on this new path. 
A path less travelled and meaningful in its own way . 
And I become much stronger the weaker I get.

The skies are calling

The signs
The dates 
The numbers
The visions
The moments that made me hesitate 
The colors
The words I've heard myself say
the prophet, the Alchemist, the elements,
the desire to feel wind on my skin, to be weightless, the urge to fly,
The picture I picked up.
The woman at the top of the hill, seeing my reflection.
The call from the east, 

It all says,
Take a leap of faith