The Cliff of Opportunity

Here I stand on the Cliff of Opportunity,

Wishing desperately for an ounce of immunity.

The fear has settled to deep down inside

but if I miss my jump I’m in for a ride.

With such great risk it’s easy to fail.

but the head is surely the envy of tail.

The jump off the cliff is much, much too great,

but life won’t let me deny my fate.

Here I stand on the Cliff of Opportunity

and failure to jump will have no impunity.

The brain is raw from the internal fight,

but the heart is strong and knows it’s right.

The fall is deep and I know the peril,

but the other side is much more sterile.

The grey and gloom will change to bliss,

the scars and scabs now a hug and kiss.

Here I stand on the Cliff of Opportunity

as time stretched on it became a community.

For here we sat in fear of our fear, 

when the answer to jump was clearly so clear.