take me (t)here


One last push
makes everything happen—

a heart halts
a baby emerges

—it is the flow
fulfilling unvoiced wishes:

take me, take me,
take me (t)here.

Untether yourself
from the desire to control life
and tether yourself to the force
working through you.

Let your heart break
as easily as your lungs fill.

Open to unconstrained divinity,
embody your shadow,
dance in your light.

Illumination punctuates
the becoming of your
second nature. 

Excerpt From: Tracey Selingo. “take me (t)here.” iBooks.