The Edge
He stood on the Edge.
And looked all around.
No more to get up
or to come down.
Gone in the Nethers
he found a way out.
When put to the test
he left the high ground.
Without a regret.
what was lost is found.
He went to the Edge.
A New Vista Abounds.
Copyright © R J. Elless | Year Posted 2023
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