He sat on the edge of a cliff,
legs hanging towards dear earth,
eyes towards infinite sky above,
and center of gravity,
just managing to balance,
on a thin line of life and death.
A lifetime flashed in front of him,
the beautiful life bestowed on him,
the things, people he disliked,
disliked dearly till some time before,
felt important to him suddenly,
he felt bereaved of their existence,
without actually being away from them.
Nature made him realize,
there lies a thin line between,
letting go and holding back,
the maneuvering has to be perfect,
don’t just sit away from action,
don’t pour yourself too much into it,
just trade carefully and,
you’ll have a happy life.