At the Precipice
(An original poem from True North Bricks, featuring a LEGO® Minifigure)
At the precipice I stand,
Holding my fate in my hand.
Right here it is safe and sound,
Feet upon familiar ground.
Not quite sure what lies below,
What I would not give to know.
Sometimes you just have to leap,
Though you might not know how deep.
It is time to seize the day,
And trust that it will be okay.