Sunday, February 25, 2007

the cliff edge

The cliff edge was sheer,
Above the valley’s deep recess.
I still went further; near,
But that strange gust of windiness
Pushed me back; fear

Did I have a death wish?

I thought I noticed a sparkle
In the valley steep,

Was it water, or was it a pearl?
It was infact… a girl.

Alone – whose eyes shone

I noticed her faraway smile
She seemed, free of guile; oh dear

No, I had a life wish
I paused
Stepped back
Closed my eyes

And leapt…

But I hit a wall!!!
Square in my face

A wall painted
With valleys, depths and space

I felt it
With my fingers
The valley still looked deep

Then as if to digress
That strange gust once again
Gave me a caress!

Could that be for real?

Smiled the girl
Even now!
Sparkled her eyes still
But how?

With tentative fingers
I felt her cheeks
The softness lingered
Like fur cutting rock in streaks.


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