One the Verge

Of Another Awakening

And another opening …

Into a new land of a fertile harvest

I recall the days I sat on the fence

Wondering into space

and staring at the motion of the same old pattern

Static in Stance,

And not taking that dive

Into the big blue ocean

And now …

I find myself swimming

embraced by the presence of the stormy waters

How deep is the Ocean?

What lies beyond the the surface of the Sky?

Only time will tell

Once you take that leap