I’m at the edge of a steep cliff.
Standing over the precipice.
Below is the deep abyss,
Endless waves crash against it.
Rock walls, never doomed to fall, but me…
I’m not connected to it personally.
I can feel the impact vibrating beneath.
It’s unsettling, I am subject to all around me.
I close my eyes. Going inside for sanctuary.
I imagine all things whispering beauty and ease.
Bowing low in order to reach me.
The fresh air. The wind in the leaves.
crickets singing. Nature offers a surpassing peace.
An emboldening symphony forms in the warm breeze.
Little Bird… It’s the Word.
Don’t forget your wings,
Listen my Darling…
Oh, you mean these old things?
They’ve never done much of anything.
That’s why I keep them in hiding.
I was told they were to keep me from running.
Hard not to believe it, since,
they’ve become a burden even to walking…
Always had this inkling, I was meant for sailing…
Jump and see.
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