Here I stand on the ledge of my world.
Behind me is darkness,
Behind me is darkness, but it is darkness I know.
Ahead are shadows,
Ahead are shadows, mystery,
Ahead are shadows, mystery, freedom.
The choice is mine.
I can leap and attempt flight.
I can sink back into familiarity.
I can stay here, rooted to the ground.
All three are terrifying.
I choose to fly.