Tag: risk

The most fearful moment is
when we stand on that ledge
looking down below
from the airplane
cliff
diving board.

Butterflies in your stomach
Life flashing before your eyes
Like film,
polaroids,
stills.

But the weird thing about it is
If we never took that leap of faith,
Swallowed that ball in our throats,
Ignored the butterflies
and the adrenaline that made our
blood pump and hearts race like hell,

There would be no highlight reel
8×10 glossies
Instagram feed
of memories
Flashing through our minds.

And so, as we go on,
There will always be that new moment,
Dying for its place on the reel.
And the only thing that allows it to happen
Is that same moment
In different places
At different times
On different ledges

Where we find ourselves
Feeling that screaming feeling
Between fear and courage.

Mocking you,
Taunting you,
Because oftentimes what looks and feels like falling down
Is really a jolt up
Into that sparkling, crackling, newness,

And the look down is merely
A reminder
of what you’ve accomplished
Lying beneath you, behind you, underneath you.
Supporting you
As you stand tall,
preparing to skyrocket forward.

Screaming
between clenched teeth,
eyes,
fists
Into that sparkling, crackling, newness.

“The ledge” – BEM