Would it be captivating to stand on the edge of a cliff, you and I
With flickering glances sharing bits of soulful meaning?
These conflicting thoughts;
Some things are best kept to yourself.
In a moment of suspense
Determining your way of communication
We'll stare on.
Would it be of worth to risk oneself
Jumping into the frigid cold uncertainty,
Perhaps rising with a glow of meaning
And contentment longed for?
We can only take the plunge face first,
submerging our fears into the darkness,
rising again to the surface carrying a bit of light with us-
something learned, a character renewed.