Saturday, 14 January 2012

Edge

No need to look down at the ground below
You’ll see it close-up soon enough
                               Albeit briefly.

Think of yourself as a fledgling
                   Longing to leave the suffocating confines
       Of an overcrowded nest
Yet terrified of the thought of flight

   Tonight the sky is clear
No clouds obscuring pin-pricked starlight
   And almost close enough to press your face against

Take a moment to relax
     Breathe deep
Deeper
     Make the next one your last
                         Lean forward
                                           Let go
                                                   Step
                                                        Off

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