Love this Rumi-like poetry @doghaus, having experienced that moment of trepidation, with a touch of fear, heart thumping, mustering up the last vestige of courage.
Then she smiles and offers a gentle wave and it suddenly dawns on you that it is meant for the guy standing behind you!!
It is not how many times you fall down, it is how many times you get up again, dust yourself off and keep that beating heart open - that's what counts. More please!