Timid

Sometimes I sit on the edge and watch the water when I want to dive in.

Sometimes I dive in without noticing there is no water.

Why am I so timid?

Why do I feel like the rabbit caught in the brambles, eyes darting, heart racing… unsure whether the hand is coming in to set me free or for the kill.

Why am I so willing to give and so afraid to take?

 

 

 

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