The first odyssey is a difficult one 
To step out into the blue and hope not to fall
But fall you will. Usually fast and quite hard
The next time you walk out yonder 
It’s with more care, but the result is inevitable 

Sometimes you leap off the cliff. 
Sometime you inch off of it 
Sometimes you don’t even see the edge 

Eventually the landings become easier. 
Your knees cushion you. 
Your arms splayed for balance.
Is it getting easier?
No!

Sometimes you hit every outcrop on the way down
And land in a broken heap on the shore 
But you know what 
You’ll do it again, we all do.