Stationary Stance

Feelings of ambivalence transcend me to a realm unknown. Lost or maybe bound in a state of complexity, which results in a foreign stance for my physique. I become fixed to the platform beneath me. Cement forms quickly and confusion strikes repetitively like a vicious summer storm. I am torn between a world of complacency and mundane, monotonous routine, or a magnitude of mammoth risk!

As I peer over the edge of the jetty which inherently confines me, I am taunted, teased, tantalised by the mirage ahead. The enticing waters which glitter at my feet on a steaming hot day, ignite fire and fury to my already tempted state of mind. Each pattern whispers an intricacy unbeknown, and unchartered by my curiosity to directly plunge in. This formulates a state of shock for my impulsive system that thrives on spontaneity, whims, and the desire to seek projects anew.

The desire to test the water could unveil disheartenment, disappointment or despair. What if the infatuation with its glittery surface reveals a tumultuous, unpleasant depth? What if an unbearable chill was provoked or twines lay trapped beneath the clear facade which intertwine my feet?

My yearning to seek, shatter the glass casing which lay in sheets before me begins to cease. I’ve seemingly reached a plateau, a regulated momentum where the urge to accelerate does not exceed the consequence of its actions. Have I become a rational thinker? Has my realistic mindset overthrown my determination for enhanced adrenaline surges? Has my mind developed a state of maturity which dictates the pros and cons of every action, now hindering me from any minuscule or monumental experience? Or have I lost the passion, the plight, to take risks regardless of their outcome?

Thoughts cascade down the motherboard harvested in my head. I stand, momentarily secure on the edge of a platform embraced by an embodiment of crystal clear water yet what lies beneath is unknown. Opportunities continue to travel a natural stream, enticing me to embark on its journey and yet I fear what may generate once I depart the jetty.

For now, I become the observer, the spectator. For now I enjoy studying the stream and all it encompasses. For now I find comfort and security of my new stance. And maybe, just maybe, I’ll take the plunge….I guess there are many discoveries unknown!