Off The Cliff

Jun 10, 2021 by Kyomi O'Connor
                                                           Photo by Shutterstock


a long time ago

in her native terrain


unknown poet 

called herself

“Forlorn at the Cliff”



her body

lobbed off

the precipice

falling deep

into the valley


a long

slow motion


of the passage


to the never seen


not to see
her own calling


one day

the body indeed

tossed off the bluff

to surrender


yet gathered

by the feather

of the light


in the blindness

not to see

her own calling


in the end

the courage


to depart from

the thorny darkness


placed a step

into a journey


a story of

truly casting

off the cliff



to find

the world


that was