I am

 

My heart burrows inward even as it expands into the universe.

I find my things settling in where they belong one last time and I know it is right.

There is warmth in this, a warmth that flows through me and around me so that I am separated from little. Like a turtle whose shell is dissolving I am becoming both more vulnerable and more a part of everything I hold dear.

I find myself pleased with my hair, its silvery strands just the color I would choose and even my face, round as it has become, feels right.

Winter surrounds me white and cold, yet comforting. As if it is meant to be. I am loving being loved and loving loving. Disappointment fades into the past even as anticipation disappears altogether.

Tonight I am at one with everything.