
Getting ready to fly
You stand poised
On the edge
Of what appears to you
Through eyes of newness and little experience
To be a vast chasm
So in some way you need to close your eyes
Feel yourself from deep within
Make the leap
And spread your wings
You will not know
What power they have to carry you
Until you risk
You cannot even trust
Because that is all head work
And a phantom thing
Instead engage muscles
Stand tippy toe
On the precipice
And launch forward
Little bird
Into the next step
Of your becoming
You won’t know you can
Until you ‘do’
Very cool poem!
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