Living Life on the Edge

October 21, 2009
By , Park City, UT
There it is staring me down the face
Something so big that it strikes fear in everybody who dares to try it
There I am, in those same shoes, ready to go
Raise the hand, start my approach, fear engulfing me

Coming in hot, I spring up and into the air I go
Initiating my spin, I turn blind to where I am going
No control,
No fear,
No worries
It’s just me, spinning, readying myself for the landing. . .

Such a gracious and smooth movement, it reminds you of doves flying from a basket during a wedding
Who knew that fear could be so beautiful
Then the horror appears before my astonished eyes
I am short, too short, I cannot make it and I am already set to land

Impact, the impact you cannot forget
The bull has taken my board and I by the horns
Down the landing I roll scared and in disbelief
The Jump has claimed another victim. . .

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