My parachute is almost big enough
to fill the immensity of
every wish, hope, and prayer
that I have dreamed of living
as I stood on the edge
for the last four years,
eager to leap into a freefall
that serves as
a love letter to each piece of life that nudged me here,
a harness to my will as trepidation stirs strongly,
and a stepping stone to all that I may become in this lifetime.

I just hope I don't find holes on my way down.