Beloved One who never rests
how sweet of you
to push me from
my comfortable nest
of conformity and pretense.

Now at last I know I have landed
even as I free fall
into your arms
I hear you laughing at
my last remnants of doubt.

You have pushed me
and you have caught me
but you have never
begged me
to embrace you.

I have come
into your arms
of my own accord
the only way
to arrive at the core of  Being.

Beloved One who never rests
how sweet
this graceful fall
into your eternal embrace
where I have been all along.

December 1999