Poolside Reflections
Standing on the edge of my future – a dark pool – I stare down into the darkness.
The deck of the past behind me is irrelevant in this decision to jump into the abyss of doubt and insecurity.
I see beside me, tethered to me like an unfortunate prisoner, the whole of my acquaintances
and effects of my time on the deck of the past beside the dark pool of the future and fate.
Now we stand on the edge of my future, dark and mysterious.
Can they all swim if I jump in? Some are bound to sink.
Does that keep me from jumping and should it?
I stare intensely at the dark pool, but only see my reflection in the blackness.
Perhaps I can’t even swim and maybe some aspect of my tethered burden will float and keep me from drowning.
I am racked with indecision and doubt and just stand on the edge, unsure.
I stand long enough for the hot poolside sun to deteriorate the tether and eventually find myself alone and the curiosity about the dark pool gone.
I revert back to my chair and wait for the sun to bake me into insignificance.
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December 2005