I let myself fall
Stumble, roll and hit the prickly shrubs
I may bleed a little and it may hurt
And I take your name,
Stand
Clinch my eyes as I remove the thorns
And I take your name
And brush the dirt on my elbows and knees
And I take your name
And gently dab the blood
That stays still, dry, cracked, stuck in the scratches
I move on...
I come to a bridge
And I look at it
A mighty gush of water hitting the sharp rocks below
The unsteady rope and wood luring me
Into what could possibly be another adventure
Or not?
Waiting - on the other side
But what if I fall, yet again?
The heart races as the mind calculates the danger
The palms sweat as the heart pelts it's warning to me
Then I take your name
And see you in each heart beat
I see you waiting for me under
To hold me when I trip
I see you waiting on the other side
To hold my hand
As you lead me
Onward into my next journey
And I take your name
With each breath -
And I take a step forward...
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