On a Deadly Cliff I Was Saved

I was once hanging on a deadly cliff Looking into the horizon and then looking into the deep. “The way down is all mist” I’ve said with fear. While the wind was pushing the robe with a slight touch The only robe that was covering my wounds and stopping the breeze. The sound came back from the deep And from the unseen bottom whispers cried With silence, and told me to come here. I’ve looked back again “Maybe somebody is waiting for me over the cliff, Maybe I don’t need to stop everything here” Though the silent of the place filed the air, I’ve heard a scream from afar: “Take the hand of destiny and believe, With true feeling scream: “I have the talent which spread The happiness and the peace With the simplest words which I mean””