When I walk with purpose

When I awake with purpose in my heart
I rise from bed with a smile
My morning routine feels like a ritual of preparation
for the magic making of my day

When I walk with purpose in my heart
each fall of my foot to the earth
is greeted with support
and I am encouraged to step forth again
and again
and again

When I dance with purpose in my heart
my twirls, stomps, jiggles, and twists,
my tumbles, my pauses, and my stillness
are all a sensuous celebration of who I am
and who I was born to be

When I love with purpose in my heart
I know that I am living my deepest truth
My purpose is love, love is my purpose
I could have it no other way.