She sits on the ledge waiting for something
That she isn’t sure that she will recognize
She doesn’t know if it will push her from her perch
Or if it will pull her back from the ledge
Or if she will jump willingly into the abyss
She knows not how it will come or what it will look like--
But she puts her trust in her feelings
Being able to perceive the light as warmth
For what she is looking for can’t be seen with the eyes
She sits waiting for the star that will shoot across her darkening sky
Just as she saw in a vision, in the moments when she hushed her mind
Until the warmth finds her, she vows to extend love--
To everyone and everything
No one is excluded from her warmth
Not even the voices of the birds
Or the bee that dares blow a kiss in her ear
Reaching out to all that cross her path
And spreading as much warmth as possible
Daring to believe that love can be found everywhere
But most importantly it grows in her failures
She vows to find comfort on the ledge
Because this is where love has left her
Open and scared--but able to fully receive--
The view of the open sky, the drop below and the soaring that bridges the two
Gigi 4/3/2011
