THE BRINK

             Standing on the brink of nowhere, looking out on the edge of time.

                     My life is but a vapor here where there seems to be no rhyme at all.       

               Where do I begin?  Where am I to go?  Do I step or jump into the unknown?

                Standing on the edge of nowhere, guided by a loving hand gently     

                         pushing me forward into an unknown bliss? Into heartache? Into   

                my destiny? 

                        I feel blinded by my emotions that come from deep inside.

                 I must fully trust what I cannot see but it is hard.

                              Do I go forward into the unknown alone?

                 Do I stand on the brink of somewhere?  

                                 Is there something more to reach for?  Or will I continue here only

                                  to know what I have known?

                               To be guided by the light takes

                               courage and strength.  Standing on the edge of nowhere yet maybe

                                somewhere.     

                               My eyes wide open, I jump into the unknown, never being

                                known as I am now known.