I haven’t landed yet
I am still in the air, actually
Holding on to thin air

Behind me are the walls of fear I built up for four decades
Do I turn around and relive the pain?

In air, I have time to choose
In front of me, there is a lawn of purity
An endless sunshine that makes me squint with joy

I hear dove wings flutter as they break clouds with their wings
A breeze gathers momentum
It pushes me slightly

I sense an ocean tide has pulled within the landscape
Becomes my own

I have chosen not to land
I have chosen to stay in mid air where the butterflies loop in semi-circles around my face
To land is to face fears

I go down one step at a time
I go down now and feel the ground

On sturdy feet, I can whisper to hear where I’ve been

This journey
This Life, I take not for granted

Audio – http://www.spreaker.com/user/7504265/jump-original-poem-by-raquel-avila