The Edge Of Ourself ~ The Mountain’s Abyss

The edge of ourself

Is a jagged ledge,

Near the mountain’s abyss

With its tortured pledge.

Oh the victory climb!

With vastness & depth,

Seeks the peak of the blessed.

Rests in what we believe

As we take each step ~

To a rock we can cleave

Self taunts us with fear,

Warns don’t look down

For the schism is sheer

With no sight of the ground.

So we look to heaven

Where destiny is found ~

The Spirit lifts us

In the wisp of the wind

Lightens our load

Forgives our sin,

Knows the edge of ourself

Is no place to begin.

Valerie Hayes

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