Tuesday, October 14, 2008


Standing at the crossroads
Haven't I been here before?
Back to this state of transition,

This way left, that way right
Halfway between here and there
One foot on the water and one
on dry land

Surrounded, suspended by
a curtain of possibility
tears of joy and grief, stepping out
of security

And into the unknown adventure
to see what's waiting on the other side
of the veil that keeps us from
what will be.
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