And here I stand on cliff's edge one last time.
Perhaps I leap; and yet perhaps I climb.
There's no more to be said for where I stand,
In solitude and guarded all around.
The very cosmos may well fill my hands
As I, the two-fold creature on the ground
Look up and see my choices through the storm
Not unaware that nature thrills my soul
As soul and matter touch, lovely and warm
Like trees aflame with God, remaining whole.
You cannot say the soul is all alone
And matter nothing; nor the other way.
For we with both must see and love the known,
Until in light of glory, we decay.
postscript
For day 30! Can't believe we made it!!! A reverse sonnet, inspired by: "Earth’s crammed with heaven,/And every common bush afire with God;/ But only he who sees, takes off his shoes." --From "Aurora Leigh" by Elizabeth Barrett Browning. Actually, inspired by the whole 86th part of "Aurora Leigh.