Upon a Cliff's Edge

There, upon a cliff's edge, I beheld—a solitary bird, its flight a testament to freedom.

 

Do you see?

 

As the drums whispered into being,

Their beat—a heart awakened—

I whispered to the wind, my love, oh my love, and cherished thee.

 

My song rose, heart brimming, in your presence, enveloped.

 

And though I speak of lands unknown,

A realm afar where dreams may roam—

You and I, entwined in its embrace, shall make our stay.

 

This land beckons; there, I vow to remain.

 

"Oh, cherish me, let love be our compass," I implored,

Not questioning your constancy—for you encompass my world entire.

 

Let not sighs nor tears prevail.

 

Then, the drumbeat surged, a tempest of joy and sorrow mingled,

A call to the soul, stirring laughter and lightness,

As I danced, soaring skyward and returning, earthbound once more.

 

The moon, our silent confidant, offered a toast to the night,

And with a sip, I embraced the cosmos.