Leap Of Faith

I read in a scrapbook, that someone threw away in the rain... "At some point in life comes a wide chasm, JUMP, its not as wide as you think." I wonder to myself where the author is, and hope they are ok on their journey. The poets of the steet, hopeless enough to throw away art. I've been there. If you ever see art on the street. Pick it up. Anyhow. Much love