Conversations

Last night I had an interesting conversation with my wonderful friend. She and I are both standing at the edge of the cliff with one foot slightly off still asking why. I had a very difficult time sleeping last night, had I known it was raining during the night it would have been comforting. I tossed and turned for a long time and finally I lay my head on the arm of peace, love and poetry and fell asleep saying to myself it was a great place to be even if death consumed me, especially if it did. Such simple thoughts felt across the hills as if the earth shook. When I awoke this morning I heard the thunder roll and let the gods take my picture as the lightning flashed through my window. Those shy devils.