Is it possible to trust the fall?

Standing on the ledge,

the buzz of hate, of longing,

of regrets and a tiny spark of hope

throb behind tired eyes

In the quietude of this early morning,

when the first rays of light kiss

all that was ravaged by the storm,

anything can happen

Is it possible to trust the fall?

The need to provoke lingers,

like the rough with the smooth

across tender skin

Trust the fall, trust the fall

let go

Spiraling through time and space,

through memories and wishes for altered realities,

through the Pain,

through that pain

my feet finally find solid ground

In this new world, birthed by each heartache,

there is peace in acceptance

As every trial bestows new found strength,

I find my way back

spiraling through time and space

Taking steps to cleanse the past

I set fire to old intentions

and breathe life into new ones, 

time and space, time and space

finally released by the fall

Image by Myriams-Fotos from Pixabay

prompts: The Sunday Whirl, Sunday’s Whirligig, Lyric Ideas