Skybound

Hold still.
Don’t look down.
Breathe in.
Stay steady.
I’ll hold your hand on this ledge.
Don’t look down.

The sky is closer than it seems
when fear grows heavy in your limbs.
The wind does not want you to fall,
just feel the feathers on your skin.

Trust the whisper between our hearts,
the silent pact of breath and bone.
This is not the edge of the world,
just the place where wings are grown.

Hold still.
Don’t look down.
Let go of what was never ground.
We are more than this trembling;
we are the leap.

Skybound.
Starrise.