Groundless Ground

Photo by Valdemaras D. on
I stumble along a cliff's edge 
Tracing its rocky border, 
I gauge one step,
and then the next.
My arms 
grasp at thin air.
I have spent a lifetime

Until one day
a question emerges.
What if?
What if there is no edge, 
no cliff,
no ladder to climb?
What if 
there is no ground?
What if?

The quest for certainty
and stability
and permanence
is a lie?
What if
the point is not
to cling to the edge
but to lean further forward
and fly?