After the Climb – A Poem

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After the Climb, A Poem, By Caryn Moya Block

You stand on the edge

wondering if you will fall.

If the dirt beneath your feet

will drop away.

You’ve climbed the path

and you can almost reach the stars.

Then you find the trail

is not as stable as you thought.

You look out at the valley below

the beauty spread before you.

And wonder if you will fly?