Toes dipping

into the Universe

I sit on the shelf

of the edge of the world

that they have taught me

dangling

tempting

dipping

again

pulling back

what is real

and what is learned

and what

of

what is learned

is not

true?

I ask myself,

and God,

the Universe,

if I were to sit here,

without thought and action,

would I come closer

to where I was meant to be?

On the edge,

I dangle,

wondering,

if the wonder,

will stretch a lifetime.

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