Ridge

The ridgeline beckons us 

because

we must also be gods

we must gamble 

our frailty on the rock

and precipice 

we must fall 

with our hearts

over the edge 

never 

without this abandonment 

will we find our wings 

never will we be 

made whole 

without this risk-

taking 

and I want to see

the world opening before me

each chasm

unbearably beautiful 

rimmed with light

where fear and willingness 

meet 

and join hands

in that moment 

I want to 

feel the rush of blood

moving through me

and know 

how I am alive.

Photo courtesy of David McCaskill

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