Uncertainty looms;
I crave bravery.

Shouting into the wind,
my words whip back,
smacking me;
my own intentions
leave a mark.

I resolve to live
with a past free of shame,
with a present free of anxiety,
with a future free of dread.

I resolve to no longer
let disappointments linger,
let heartaches define,
let failures repeat,
let my reflection embarrass,
let brokenness consume.

I resolve to
listen well,
love extravagently,
let others come first.

Uncertainty looms;
bravery hits me 
where I need it most.