I forgot how scary it feels

To be out on the edge of change and unable to recognize anything around

Looking down at my toes and the vastness around them

I imagine a bottom at the edge of this cliff to have a point of reference

But some how identifying the bottom doesn’t provide solace

The exposure is real and the risk great

It’s the top, the possibilities of this moment, the shape of a future I’d long hoped I’d find that are the only reference points

My souls counterpart meets me here and I fear

I am not enough – I have dared too great – I may not rise to this occasion

My unfinished edges are clear

We are two explorers in unknown territory

We sought uncharted land and still feel surprised to be in it

There is no rest here. No respite from the change. Only blank pages looking back at us.