Held Securely

I’m held securely
in the free fall that is life.
The scary climbs,
the gut-wrenching drops,
the moments of anticipation,
racing through in
the blink of an eye.
Letting go.
Trusting
that I can dangle my feet,
and they won’t get caught.
My harness is secure.
I won’t fall out.
I can keep my eyes open
and loosen my grip
and enjoy the ride
that is life.

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Thanks for heart-composting with me! I appreciate your words.