4 it's a long way down

she is at the precipice of her life

standing on the edge of the world

seeing no other way 

than the shadowy depths

of the water she gazes into

a portal ready to carry her away

far from pain and torment

there was no one to save her

no hand to reach out 

pull her back from the edge

no one notices her standing here

even as the sun begins to rise

even as the world wakes up

no one notices her 

feet skirting the ledge

thoughts drowning in the water

closing her eyes

she tears her gaze from the water

turns to feel the brightness of the world

longing to feel it envelope her

wrap her in its warmth

her patience runs dry

defeated and deflated

her eyes open

and with them her heart rises

a halo of light 

cascading around a building

across the water

a beacon drawing her

sending up bubbles of hope

she never knew were in her

everything she was feeling disappears

into the rays of light

what the building holds for her

she knows not

but somehow she knows

it holds the answers

and so she must go

without a second thought

she takes a step forward and

                                             .

                                              .

                                              .

                                              .

                                              .

                                              .

---

Photo by Scott Wyden

was it wrong of me to end things like this?  i don't know...maybe...  especially with such a beautiful picture for inspiration...  but what can i say...


i always seem to find myself in unusual places when facing a photo prompt...  thanks to OSP One Shoot Sunday [interview with Scott Wyden] for their knack at finding such thought inspiring images and photographers.


okay, so i was just getting ready to decide on a title for the poem and the song "Ice Cream" by Sarah McLachlan that i barely noticed playing in the background goes and says..."it's a long way down."  it seemed so fitting...