She walks a fine line
Along the edge of the cliff
She stands
With her back pressed to the wall
And nothing but the ledge under her feet that becomes smaller by the second
Below is the endless churning
Of blue rhythmic waves
And in front is the wide blue sky
All she feels behind her
Is defiance
And sharp, sharp rocks
That hurt too much to move around
Her feet start to slip
And she's tired of fighting
So she leaps
Her beautiful hair billows around
The wide blue sky
Encases her in freedom and silence
She hits the water and is refreshed
She pushes with strong steady strokes
Through the relentless pull
And reaches the surface
Where all is quiet
And bliss
And blue
