Here it is
The line in the sand
It is scarlet red
Daring me to cross
I stand there looking down
Its edges as sharp
As a newly tapered blade
There is no end in sight
It travels far to the left
Endless to the right
When I venture to look within
There is no bottom
Just a red cavern
Daring me to cross
Its not that wide
I could easily jump across
But.. That heat
What about that heat
If I jump I might get burned
If I stay I might get burned
More
But… That heat
It might be coming from me
For if you touch my skin
Your fingers will surely burn
It emanates from within
Boiling my blood
Creating a barrier between you and me
Between me and the life
That has been calling me
Home
Wait… That line in the sand
It is taunting me again
Or is that my perception
My distraction away from
The fear
Of knowing the truth
The time has come
To jump
I stand there
Heart racing
Sweat trickling down my forehead
My knees suddenly feel weak
My arms numb
Almost paralyzed by my side
I know this feeling
It has come so many times before
Before
When the calling to jump
Was heard yet ignored
Too many times
Before
I breathe deeply within
Allowing the heat to boil
Welcoming the fear
The paralysis
The awareness
And then I see it
I feel it
I get it
It’s not me that is stuck
It’s not me that can’t move
It’s this old way of being
It’s an armored shell stuck in place
Shit…
I’m in a shell
No wonder it’s so damn hot
I quickly unzip the suit
That has encased
My soul
For far too long
And as I step outside
I feel a sweet breeze
Lift me and carry me
To the other side
