“Ready”
You never really know
when it will come.
Rising, laying foot
into the same imprint
you’ve made yesterday
and the day before
and yes,
eternally before.
But some time
that superbly hairline crack
in your well preserved casing
will suffer
a Grace.
You can call it crisis, or crumble
or
you can see it as
the first time your truth has succeeded in escaping,
like the soft and persistent
pressings of a chick
ready to leave the egg
ready to know Life
for the first time.
– em claire
Soul-Hive 