On Cliff's Edge
Beautiful.
The word that comes to mind is beautiful.
Nevermind the fact that you could fall at any second,
Crash into the sea below.
It does not matter.
The air is crisp,
The rock beneath your bare feet, smooth.
The waves create the perfect rhythm, soothing your soul.
The horizon shines, meeting the water’s soft surface,
Glowing like the bright sun that slowly sinks behind the waters.
There is no harm here;
No pain, no suffering, no worries, no problems.
Only you and the beautiful world around you.
You are at peace.
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