Sunday, June 20


I am standing on the edge of a cliff ready to fall.
There was a rope around my waist, which I quickly removed.
I look down, hoping someone might catch me.
I was hoping it would be you.

I smile because you are there.
And then begin to laugh at myself
because you turned away
When you saw me.

Beautiful sights are waiting for me.
And I still choose to fall beyond the cliff
even if no one will embrace my fall
because I do not want emptiness.

Fall even if there is nothing to fall on.


The Constellation of Cancer said...

Sometimes, falling is better than staying put, or reaching the ground. It's the closest we can get to flying.

janinedelrosario said...

I do hope so. Because right now, it doesn't feel right.

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