standing on the precipice
of two worlds divided
this angel spreads her wings
still somehow undecided
envisioning the trail
she is being led to create
yet resistant to ascend from this solid ground
wrestling with what she knows is her fate
reflecting back on this path
well-worn and secure
to remain on it would mean retreat
but inner desire calls for something more
so she hovers at the edge of the abyss
while awaiting flight ever so patiently
for in time she will be guided
universe expanding before her triumphantly
