| The Edge- By Hills I�m on the edge about to fall over a 40ft drop through a deep ravine There is some sparse, dry brown-green grass but the beautiful rock is flecked deep earthy colors terracotta, deep red, a blend of brown-orange It�s a hot day but there is a cool breeze., like cold water washing over your face The sky is like a calm ocean with shades and hues of intense blue, almost white closest to the earth and just about navy towards outer space The horizon stretches a long way in the distance before I reach this ocean And then when I fall I will feel the tiny rockets of air pushing past my face and running by my ears the invisible launches will go right through me because I will be light then like a fast falling feather, happy and free I will feel the freedom of a diving hawk the excitement pounding on my resistant ribcage And when I hit the cool, dark, rock bottom, the shady darkness surrounding me, all my pain, my stress, my despair will vibrate out and up I will feel the coolness rising from the rock beneath me, seeping through my body I will lie there taking in the beauty of above and maybe even I will fall asleep And when I awake I will be relaxed and I will be ready to embrace life with my huge, open arms |
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