Leap

September 9, 2014 at 6:06 am (philosophy) (, , , , , )

How quick the leap of faith –
an extra breath,
hanging free from all restraint
imposed and once accepted.

What madness to undo
the tie of twisted rope,
fishing out spliced ends
which for decades held true.

And edge forwards.
I see a shaman’s face
observing from the moon.
Aye, but these limbs are my own.

Risk, courage or stupidity,
the unfamiliar domain of
some other bird. No more easing out –
Time to leap and trust the air.

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4 Comments

  1. BookOfPain said,

    Beautifully said!

  2. johnnycrabcakes said,

    Sometimes the end of one’s rope is just another beginning….not a bad place to be, no?

    Lovely–

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