Apr 15, 2008 21:12
A trail in the woods
forks halfway down.
One path is broken by fast,
running water.
Connected
by a fallen tree
The other runs along the river,
but never crosses to the other side.
If you cross, you may fall,
Otherwise, you are safe.
Safe from troubles and goals.
I want to take my chance.
I'm curious as to see the other side.
I'm still young.
I'm physically able.
I place one foot on the trunk.
I place my other foot gently in front.
Third step...
Fourth step...
Fifth setp...
... I slip.
I am hanging off one side
of the fallen tree.
The water is glazing my feet.
My hands are slipping.