Teetering on the edge of the thin wooden plank that separates me from an icy plunge
Not being able to decide if I should ignore the ugly lopsided peaks across the water
Or appreciate the beautiful snow capped mountains that are staring at me
Wondering if I should close my eyes and just feel
Or close my mind and just gaze
Unable to stop
Or not wanting to
Teetering on the edge of control
And letting myself go
Just a little Saturday inspiration.
Please, I love constructive criticism so feel free to comment, but nothing too harsh.
P.S. This is my 50th post on STC! Wow!