Sunday, August 29, 2010


When the ground crumbles beneath your feet
do you look down to catch your footing
as you scramble to place a toe, a knee, a finger,
beneath you to stop your fall?
Or do you look up to grasp at wisps of root
or cloud or star, to hold you up?
Do you pray to be supported or lifted?

And when the foot that stumbles,
the eye that searches, and the hand that grasps
are not your own,
then, with one hand stretched to heaven and one to help,
where do you look?

Oct 16, 2009

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