~ The Edge ~

She sits on the edge of the cliff now 
Contemplating how 
She arrived at this moment 
The journey to which was slow yet swift 
Long yet impetuous 
Wholesome yet insidious 
Beautiful yet hideous 
But somehow she knew would arrive here 
In the End 
But she didn’t know that this 
Was and always is 
The Beginning 
So whether she falls off 
Or jumps 
Is pushed off 
Or bumped 
The expansiveness will catch her 
And whether she will land 
On the rocks 
In the sea 
Or in the sand 
She is lovingly held in her rebirth 
Unconditionally by Mother Earth 

© Sahar' s Mad World

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