Yielded and Strong

I made the decision. I would step into my fear. I would surrender to the path. All the right feelings, good feelings and imagery. Why did it feel like one shoe lace was longer than the other and I could not tie my shoes? One shoe lace was the giving up, the surrender of resistance. The other, waiting, asked where is the strength? The shoe cannot be tied without both ends. I will step into my fear and surrender to the path. I will also stand immoveable in the strength I am and have. Does not the surrender of autumn’s leaves become the very strength the tree’s roots gather in to remain powerful, strong and flexible? Now I can lace my shoes and begin the path-surrendered and yielded to unwavering strength.