It’s not bad or good
it’s about your own truth
it’s about the heart you carry
that is real
it’s red, blue, purple
sometimes turquoise-green
If I were to push you over the edge
would you fly or would you fall
Push me! Let me see
I have fallen before
so I know I can survive
but this time, I just might fly
If I fly, where will I land again?
what worlds would I see?
maybe I’ll come back to where I began
with love for you in both my hands
How far you fall is never as important as how high you bounce.
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You are always so great with words dear Rhino!
When you come to the edge of the cliff, most people think they’re fall…but I suspect we can fly:-)
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check this out: http://artofthefamiliar.com/2013/10/25/the-edge/
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Very good, & very true. A very smart man I once knew said to me, “Every paradigm shift is from the unguessable to the obvious; you just have to survive long enough to live in it.”
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Yep!
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