On The Edge Poem by Atara Gedalowitz

Barely daring to breathe
Standing on the edge
Arms spread wide
Eyes to the sky
Soaking up the sun

It doesn’t seem to matter
That I have no wings
I could fly
I could climb
And soar
In the open air

It doesn’t seem to matter
That my voice is small
I could shout
To be heard
Through all of time
And for all of history

It doesn’t seem to matter
That I am finite
Here, on this day
I am everywhere
And everyone
I am infinite

One step back from the edge
The grandiose dream collapses
I cannot fly
I will not shout
I am not infinite
And it matters

One step back from the edge
I can still dream
But the sky does not tempt
All of time does not call
And I am bound