About to dive off the cliff
Into unknown water.
Is the water warm,
Will is soothe my soul’s longing?
Will it wrap around heart
And stop the aching?

Or is it cold,
Will I shudder
And hug myself?
Treading water to keep from drowning?
Swimming for the nearest shore
To escape the icy fingers
That creep around my psyche
Warning me of danger.

The water beckons.
I am cold,
I am warm.

Take the leap.
Find out.