What am I Becoming…

What am I becoming?

What is becoming me?

Face - forgotten how to smile

Mouth - learning to gape and drool

Body forgetting how to move, relax or pee,

And don’t think about making it through the night!

What am I becoming or what is becoming me?

These questions hound me

But... there, lurking among the fears

I see that the old me is being expanded

In ways only intense lives can bear

I am being deepened into a channel for tenderness and care

And in my heart I am not rigid and I am not numb,

Because this softening has made me strong

And I am bigger, bolder and emptier with every passing day

The more I love the more I am love

and the more love I can give away.