Atop this cliff
Golden rays set in the distance
Torrential water suddenly slaps my legs
and rushes past my feet
Inviting cascade
Promises exhilaration
But I resist
with unwavering balance
Digging feet into the earth like roots of a redwood tree
So that tomorrow I may see the rising rays of the eastern sun.
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