I have stood at the edge of the precipice,
looked down and
measured the length of my fall.
I have kicked the pebbles with my toes,
watched them disappear into the sea,
never doubting
where I wanted to be.
I have sat with beggars
and ate with kings
wondering with what reason
Fortune rings.
I have circled the globe,
swam its rivers,
and let the waters wash
my sins.
I have pondered the question,
over long sips of tea,
of who is you and who is me?
Let me now take this road,
both familiar and unknown.
But pray do not ask me
to look into the future and see.
