Quietly I stand
with questions new
yet fully formed.
Where they point
I know I can trust.
The questions direct me
inside
to a past, to a future
a now, of who I am.

Long ago now
courage found me
and I stepped
to the edge.

At that edge
at that time
a future
not mine.

So on I walked
along the brim
of vulnerability
packing knowledge
plucking experience.

Guided I’ve been
by a passion
to arrive, not at a place new
but to where I’ve always been.

Simplicity
my own.
A simple focus
from the core.
Strengths and limitations one.
This is Trueness.

This is life
on the edge.

–J. Brunson