I teeter at the edge
Peering down into the deep
Precariously balancing
Eyes closed, imagining
If I take that step
There is no going back
The fall will be exhilarating
Heart in mouth, liberating
And when it is done?
What will I become?
Will I repeat the plummet
Or enough to say I've done it!
It's water after all
What is to be afraid?
It laps below, summoning
Cajoling, teasing, beckoning.
The edge and back, the edge and back
A maddening frustration
A pride that I'm defending
Backs away and starts descending.