Letting Go

Here I stand against the rock,
Wind in my face and air beneath my toes
I woke up, no longer a part of the main,
Contrary to Donne, I seem to be an island.

My back is to what I used to be.
Turning to pound on the rock
Demanding to be let back in
Would be of no use, for I am changed.

Air and distance, and waves far down
I can not perch forever, caught
between birth and becoming, and yet
I know that to take that leap leaves me with no turning back.

I hear the voice that woke me
Resounding like a bell
Everywhere and nowhere,
Jump, and I will catch you, I will not let you fall.

The voice I heard in dreams,
Eyes looking into mine, when
I shut mine to think clearly.
Jump, and I will catch you, I will not let you fall!

Cold rock behind me, I shiver
In fear that I might join with it again
Would I even know,
If I was only half alive once more?

Closing my eyes, I breathe
Arms reaching out against the wind, I fall
To find my hands held securely
As soon as I have found the faith to leap.