by Chris Schenk

You dance in the fire
of your very own making
A trial and error
’til success after faking
A heart never stopping
’til death do us part
On the path we are walking
making beautiful art
The path can be lonely
without a single doubt
But you’ll never get to know me
unless you try it out
So say yes to the world,
say yes to yourself
And your life is unfurled
leaving fear on the shelf
And “where will we be?”
What’s the point of the question?
When the kiss seeks your lips
from this moment’s affection.
But who am I to say
that any of this works?
I just dance in the fire
that I made first.

Chris Schenk
 BolderLife Festival Communications Manager