Leap of Faith

Here I stand at the precipice
Solid rock beneath my feet
Bolts bored and fixed there also
I lean over the edge
Time stands still...
...for a moment
I see the bottom
My destination
Far below
I turn my back to check the anchor
I know it is secure
But knowing is not enough
I must trust
I must have faith
In myself
In ones who have before me faced this challenge
The first step
Always the hardest
As if a leap to the rocks below
Sweat trickles from my brow
A fly buzzes past my ear
Then silence...
...again time stands still
As if holding it's breath
Muscles tense
Weight shifts
The move is committed
The step taken
The anchor secure
The faith tested
I hear a sigh
Time breathes again
Then so do I
I find myself at the bottom
Destination reached


This is a little lighter than my usual, that is a good sign for me I think. Progress. I wrote another this morning that was purely about another hobby ...without any metaphors or whatever, just the joy of the ride...so these are out of order, but who cares.

I was waiting for a late client sitting in my car and thought I should try to write something. All I got was "Knowing is not enough"...then I put pen and paper back in my pocket and waited...then thought of the first line "Here I stand...". The rest just flowed and, unbeknownst to me, the "knowing" line took it's place in the jotting.

The end leaves something unsaid but I am not sure what yet. Perhaps it will come to me later. Something about the journey down the face of the rock I suppose.

I figure that the "what" was the bottom and the "why" was the test...so the "how" just took care of itself...someone told me that's how it works most times. Thanks.

Jeffrey.