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Life balances
From moment to moment
On the edge of that great abyss
Called ‘The Future.’
With every moment
And with every step we take,
We move closer to the chasm’s edge.
If we cling to what we know and,
Fearing to fall into the blind
Darkness of the gorge,
Refuse ever to change,
We just might manage to
Cling a while longer
To the chasm’s edge.
Sooner or later, though,
Everyone must take the plunge
Into the unknown – everyone must,
At one point or another,
Leave behind what others have told them
And begin to see the world
Through their own eyes.
There is fear in the fall
And pain in the fear
But when we fall far enough
We begin to see
That not all falls land in
A thud
If only we can remember
That we have wings
We can direct our own fall
And turn it into flight
Glorious and free
Into the brilliant unknown
Because whoever said
We must fall down
When the sky is just as endless and
Blind as the gorge
Remember this, now
That from moment to moment
It is our choice
Whether to step off the edge
And fall
Or leap into endless blue
And soar
It is our choice
In every moment.