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| from the Rider-Waite tarot deck |
Three choices at the precipice:
To turn back and go home, to leap,
to stand still and take in the view.
To turn back and go home, to leap,
to stand still and take in the view.
I rue learning how not to fall,
a caution that prevents breaking
and finding the inner wholeness.
a caution that prevents breaking
and finding the inner wholeness.
There must be other ways to be
stretched to the limits and reborn.
At cliff’s edge, I have three choices,
stretched to the limits and reborn.
At cliff’s edge, I have three choices,
maybe more: If I rise up
above the airy intellect
and wait for the invitation.
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© 2020 Susan L. Chast
Please respect my copyright.
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© 2020 Susan L. Chast
This poem really speaks to me. I have made all three chopices....I am on the third one now. LOL.
ReplyDeleteTo leap, but not fall, would be the greatest trick of all. I think I'd be the type to take in the view... far away from the edge.
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