at times - when it is needed to be done
that I know in my heart
gives birth to something in me and in this world.
I knew that dying is not that easy
it breaks my heart and crumples my being
but dying is a process and
living is the outcome of it.
When dying takes all my strength
my belief and all that I hold
the emptiness empties and unravels
all that I am undergoing.
Living is dying and dying is for living
a call to a deeper transformation
birthing of a new person
a promise to a new beginning.
