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
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