Saturday, April 20, 2013

spring (to leap)


shapes, changing

constant motion

vision blurred

breath caught

 

moments passing quickly

time standing still

lost without direction

destination in sight

 

between here and there

unease at the core

rough, raw, ragged worn

soft, smooth, tender, healed

 

on the precipice I stand

feet close to the edge

breath deeply inhaled into lungs

leap out into the unknown

 

fear

strength

boldly

spring

 

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