Standing on the cliff's edge,
hanging in the balance,
the rocks are so unstable.
So many tears of pain, flowing
into the gulf streams of rushing
water below.
Looking beyond the water's edge,
leading to the river of life, unable to reach it;
too many obstacles; too many stepping-stones.
The dismal clouds begin to part; removing the gloom in it wake.
Oh, what joy to see the sun!
Exhibiting promises of a new day.
No trials to bear.
Now, what tears of joy!
Feel the whisper of the wind, hear it say:
Trust me, take a chance today.

This is another of those about finding myself.  The thing I think I find interesting is the words apply today. What I mean is the understanding in the meaning seems to sink in more now than ever.


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