'the Ledge'
your face
tells its own story
the heartache, the confusion
you have the rare chance to make
your own decision
without outside influence
you are on the ledge
the choice to leap
or double back and get down
moving backwards
to familiarity
the cocoon that shelters you
that smothers you
all along the ledge
seems the most attractive
thing
you've ever seen -
the monotony will make place
for something new,
for growth
where you will have to
spread your wings
even if they have been
grounded for years
you'll never know your own strength
if you don't jump over the ledge
©080220121320
Copyright © Wilma Neels | Year Posted 2012
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