The Dive
Standing on a cliff,
overlooking the sight before me,
Below me.
The water tempting,
the thrill exhilarating.
The adrenaline pumping.
The heart races.
The present danger
runs through the mind.
I have been here before.
My focus is more than
any dive.
The heart becomes alive.
Feeling once more as it did,
so long ago.
Forgetting how it could feel like this
once more.
But wanting to try again.
But with it comes a cost.
The possible danger.
The repercussion of crashing.
That feeling I know well.
Never feeling the water below,
but the rocks that could kill you.
Torn up time and time again.
Wondering if this might be different
Copyright © Jacen Cieno | Year Posted 2012
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