Monday, April 29, 2019

On Precipices and tomorrows




Precipice

Today I stand on the precipice of Gone
Before me a vast expanse unseen, unknown
Behind me, a past I cannot take along.

How will I change? Will I be missed?
Will memories haunt me?
Am I ready to do this?

Tomorrows are defined by todays, so precarious
So then why in our moments
Do we act so very careless?

I can't see into tomorrow
But I know what happened, passed,
Can and will affect my now.

So. Tomorrow. Will i be strong?
Kind? Selfish? Demeaning? Brave?
Of so many words, will I choose right? Will I choose wrong?

I know so very few things for certain
But one thing so true. God is with me
And if I trust Him, He won't leave me alone.

So this poem isn't of precise rhyme and rhythm
But this poem has laid bare my mind
And now I leap off the precipice of.

Gone.

1 comment:

  1. Be strong, my child, as your world shifts and your viewpoints change. What i know for sure- your life has prepared you for this.

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