Leap of Faith

He looks across the canyon
He sees no way to traverse
He looks up the cliff for a rope
Seeing none, he starts to curse

He walks madly up and down
Feeling stressed and feeling low
He picks up stones and pebbles
Down the canyon he will throw

He thinks he has lost everything
There is nothing left to love
He sits down and starts to weep
And then he hears a voice from above

“Take a look at what you’ve done”
“I’ve done nothing, I’m no help” he cries
“You’ve done more than you think
Now stop and dry your eyes”

He sits there ignoring the voice
Any help he wants is out of reach
“Stand up, do not cut me out
There is more for you to teach”

He looks up, and shakes his head
“I teach nothing! Open your ears!
If you think I’m a help,
Where have you been all these years?”

“You have not wanted me.
You did not want to believe
I would not come to you
When you think I would deceive.”

He wipes his eyes and stands
There is truth in all these words
He sees his camera and frowns
That wasn’t there, this is absurd

The camera is big and is not his
It’s different to the one he owns
It shows him taking photos
Even picking up the stones

He sees something on the photo
And now knows he will be safe
He walks to the edge of the canyon
He is rewarded with his leap of faith

He carefully crosses the gap
He knows he can see his friends
As he reaches the other side I wake
And I have no idea how this ends.

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As a great many of you know, I had a bit of a meltdown yesterday. I am normally a lot stronger than that and if I do meltdown, I don’t do it in public. As a result of that “internal crisis” I had this as a dream last night. It wasn’t a poem in the dream, but it was all there.

Thank you, all of you for your kind words of encouragement and support in my moment of weakness. I really do appreciate it.