Natural Selection

I stand at the top of this mountain,

all alone.

The loneliness eating me away.

I feel the cold breeze,

surging at my face.

Like a car speeding,

straight,

Only to stop to keep me in my place.

The pressure pushes me into reconsideration.

Take a step back.

Take a step back.

I'm unsure of my direction.

Unsure of my desired destination.

The fall from this view would breathtaking

(Literally).

One step forward.

Towards the edge.

It is not the action of jumping,

but falling rather.

The air catches beneath my wings,

I don't fall but soar.

I learned about natural selection.

That one is stronger than another.

But the idea that one is more likely to survive

is merely an opinion not a rule.