Trust The Precipice - Rich Meyers

[Larry Robinson]

Trust The Precipice

It doesn't matter when they appear,these thresholds, 
these footpaths that again and again end, drop into
a chasm. We shift out of a phase that lingered too
long on a broken horizon. We resist the fall with all
our being, holding on like tenacious weeds to the cliff
where meaning faltered, slipping from the place we 
made for it. Now life's change waits like a stepchild
at the doorstep of the house where it may belong.
   As it gets darker you are afraid of the next step's
blind touch. What can you now rely upon? Nothing to 
do about the encroaching fact of gravity, a hint of vertigo, 
anonymity. The precipice is the resistance to the next
moment, its unveiling, its miracle. Nothing to do but wait 
for a visualization, a vague shape of a memory that 
provides a theory of where you stand at this moment. 
No other way but to perhaps study the light inside you.
Abide in it as threshold, as prayer or as somebody who 
thinks about you as God. Abide in that courage that arrives
as trust.

    - Rich Meyers