On the Edge

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

I'm on the edge. 
It is the edge of a chasm.
There has been a cloud over me lately.
A funk if you will.

Because I am recognizing it, I know I haven't fallen into the valley of depression yet.
I take my medicine faithfully every day.
I am hanging on by my fingernails.

There is so much joy in my life.
I wonder what at times it seems to be just beyond my reach.
I can smell it, but can't find it.

Something big is about to happen in my life.
It is like fruit ripening.
It happens in it's own time.
The wondering is killing me.
The waiting is killing me.

It will come, I know it will.
I don't know what it will be.
I don't know when it will be.

But all will be good again...soon.


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