Standing on a cliff…
Looking into the wide horizon that I see in front of me.
There is a huge huge huge sky that has no end. Birds flying in the sky heading to their homes. I wonder where my home is? Where my real destiny is.
There is a wide wide wide sea that has no end. The waves come and go back. I wonder if I can go back? If there is a way that I can still go back.
My mind is confused. Its fighting. Should I jump down this cliff into the never ending sky and the never ending sea or should I go back to what I have walked from.
No I can’t go back. No NO Nooo I can’t. I can’t go through that all over again. The road I have come from had stones and pricks and poison and wild animals. I walked bare foot from stones to pricks. I drank the poison silently and I was attacked by wild animals.
I can’t go back.
Yes I wont go back.
I will jump.
I will jump off this cliff and end all my confusions, agony and pains once and for all.
I take a deep breath….
I PUSH MYSELF DOWN THE CLIFF.
I feel someone holding me and I turn around hoping it is the hand I wish it is.
There are so many hands holding me. Stopping me from falling. I look at every hand and try to find that hand I wish would hold me.
That hand isn’t there.
I feel sad.
Then I look at all the other hands holding me once again. So many hands. Some hands I am familiar with, yet there are so many hands that I did not even remember and they were all holding me. Stopping me from falling.
I turn around…
Walk back to where I came from….