Renewal
She stood there, alone.
Stripped naked, bare, fearful
of a solitary stare.
Frozen momentarily on the threshold
of that first tentative step,
out of the warm embrace of the darkness
into the soulless glare
of an abyss of nothingness.
One, that stretched endlessly,
inviting yet threatening.
Filled with bright infinite possibility,
darkened by the hidden unknown,
unseen, undiscovered.
She stood there, alone.
Stripped naked, bare, fearful.
A soft tingle of excitement
trembled through her,
as she stared,
at the vast canvass,
stretched out before her.
Bold and bare,
and that first tentative footprint
hovering there.
Waiting.
winston plowes
Sat 15th May 2010 10:00
Welcome back Nicky... Loved the ending especially, Hovering there... Win