Enough hesitation.
Enough streaks of
Lazy days and nights.
Enough practice.
Enough obsession.
Enough rehearsals to
Get it finally right.
On the day of
Deliverance-
When the ghost of
Consequences stare
Into my soul-
When the hiccups in
My head and cough
In the veins peek
Through my sweat-
I shall shed defenses,
Forget my weapons,
Extend my hand,
Tighten my legs-
Close my eyes to
Look within myself for
One last time, and
When it's about time-
I shall take a leap to
Leave it all to chance.
And when the others
Ask how I did it..
I shall look them in
The eye and say-
"I got lucky".