First Step

Curled toes cling to the edge,

vertigo swirls the world into a kaleidoscopic fugue.

Wavering, I cling to the old.

Endless opportunities entice yet terrify.

Avarice claws my soul, desire tempts me.

Buffeted on this precipice, I struggle.

The cost of risk?

The first step tells all.

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About Leila

I hail from the East and view the world as my playground. I'm opinionated. My dog is my co-pilot, but my cat navigates better. I'm only limited by my imagination. While there are terrible things that happen in the world I am responsible for making good things happen where I live, and that affects the world at large making it a better place.

Posted on August 16, 2011, in Leila Gaskin, Poetry, Writing and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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