Of thought and living...

Walking past. That moment of memory and treacherous consideration, there where any thought of hesitation stops all forward motion.

Standing in silent stillness, a world which is foreign rushes by so quickly.

What is willed from within is of slow occurrence of what lies ahead, that which can be managed and accepted.

It is always found in those places of frightful reflection, a space of winding ways and mountains impossible to climb; those understood with living and time.

I am merely waiting at a curb just feet outside my doorway, one of shelter but none of home. And the cliff I stand before is the edge, that of one step in the decision to go forward.


Submitted: March 09, 2019

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tom mcmullen

I like this one LE. We all live on the razor's edge or so it would seem!

Sat, March 9th, 2019 7:59am

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Thanks tom mcmullen...

Fri, March 15th, 2019 6:23pm

hullabaloo22

My first thought was agoraphobia. The front door representing safety more than home. And then alienation came in to I'm probably way off line here, but it was a thought-provoking write, LE.

Sat, March 9th, 2019 8:13pm

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Your not off line hullaballoo22, taking the first step when fearful and less than confident is the theme...thank you for taking the time to comment...

Fri, March 15th, 2019 6:35pm

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