A small brave thing

A figure walking toward a sunrise beyond a terracotta hill

You do not have to become fearless.

Begin with the door

you can open today.

The sky will not ask for a performance.

The road will not measure your pace.

Even a trembling step

is a direction.

A note on this poem

Courage does not always arrive as certainty. Sometimes it is simply the decision to move one honest inch toward your own life.