The Blurry Line

A blurry line divides the road, You want to cross, but you don't; Skeptical of what lies ahead, A wonderland or a dead end. You wish to fly with your wings new-found, Weights of dilemma pull you down; You need to choose but you cannot decide, You're lost amidst what-if, if only, and might. Go ahead and dive into the sea, Forget your fears and you'll be free; You'll be the clouds and the rain, And the dancing waves as the moon wanes. There's magic in the wind if you'll believe, The world's not always what you perceive; The unsaid ciphers kiss your skin, While the doubts bind your bones within. Perhaps someday you will know, Miracles happen if you just let go; You'll be drenched with sparkling sunshine, As you cross the blurry line.