Between the old and new I stand,
If I lift a foot, where will I land?

Even as pain whispers to my Heart,
In this place I stay, feet  wide apart.

Step soon or into the chasm I will fall,
Makes perfect sense, so why do I stall?

For reasons unknown, I hold my ground,
I try to listen, but there is no sound.

To step forward does not feel like a choice,
Have Faith, take a leap says the Voice.

I realize with my own fear I do fight,
Because my Intuition tells me everything will be alright.

 Carl E McClellan

October 28th, 2005