Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Sand Before Your Feet

Breath held.
Fear of taking flight.
The ground falling off beneath you.
Feet leaving earth.

Look sideways.
I hold your hand.
My voice in your ear to comfort you.
Bracing your wings.

Alone there is no compass.
No direction known.
With me, there is nothing to fear.
Learn to exhale.

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