Monday, December 08, 2008

Rising

As I start falling
over the wall
the fear that grip'd me
reigned over all.

But as I looked down
and saw the ground,
solemn I became,
ready to drown.

It wasn't so bad,
wasn't so strange,
my worst fears realized
my spirit drained.

A new world waited,
grass always green.
The worst had happened,
yet now serene.

And as I look up,
perspectives change,
my gaze is dropping,
times have changed.

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