- I am standing on solid ground
- Yes, some pebbles hurt my feet and there are thorns around
- Blood is dripping from my fingers and sores on my feet abound
- The ground feeds on my flesh in return for letting me stand
- The pain is the price i pay for walking on this land
- Yet all that does not matter as I stare at the dark deep abyss before me
- The darkness is all that I can see
- Fear creeps in and whispers ‘Run before it is too late’
- Faith holds a wobbly stick, ‘wait’
- ‘Why don’t you explore what the abyss holds
- ‘May be your dreams are hidden in those dark folds’
- I stare at the abyss remembering what brought me here in the first place
- A deep dislike of the mundane rat race
- I wonder what will it be like to just jump without any safety harness or a line
- Faith whispers ‘Trust… Believe you will be fine’
- ‘That darkness shrouds a world where dreams come true’
- ‘A place where the sky is forever blue
- Let go of the trepidation and take a leap
- Or stay and let those thorns prickle you to sleep’
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