I Swing

swing

 

I swing

Teetering on the edge of the thin wooden plank that separates me from an icy plunge

I swing

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

I swing

Wondering if I should close my eyes and just feel

Or close my mind and just gaze

I swing

Unable to stop

Or not wanting to

I swing

Teetering on the edge of control

And letting myself go

I swing.

 

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!

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