Abyss

There it lay

before her;

an open gorge

waiting to swallow

the trembling soul,

feeding once more

on an angled plane

of normalcy.

And she cried,

"Oh

my

God!

do not take me here-

I fear it

and you the most!"

A place equal to

none other

here on our earth,

falling on skin-bare

knees

she quakes,

cheeks pressed upon

the crust of the

earth, windswept

and wanting -

calling but left

without return, ah yes,

please redirect your intentions.

Leap forward

now,

but do not look.

Copyright, Catherine Young, 2011.