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.