Lucille Cifton’s words best capture what adventure means to me. Even though I’m not the fastest or strongest, mostly filled with fear and anxiety, my adventurous spirit, which I had to define for myself, is abundant.
won’t you celebrate with me
what i have shaped into
a kind of life? i had no model.
born in babylon
both nonwhite and woman
what did i see except myself?
i made it up
here on this bridge between
starshine and clay,
my one hand holding tight
my other hand; come celebrate
with me that everyday
something has tried to kill me
and has failed.
Lucille Clifton, won’t you celebrate with me?