Beyond the Edge

There is the slightest fingerhold
if your grasp is strong
and your heart is stout
when the fear subsides
in the face of disaster
and nothing remains
but to hold on
you become superhuman
through no choice
but necessity
and as you cling
to the edge
you forget your aching fingers
and the danger beyond
as time stretches
and melts to liquid
raining through your trembling hands – Caroline A. Slee