The Path

When the edge seems close,
step up to it. Take a long view
over the land below. See waters,
trees, deserts, stones. Look hard
at the distance from your feet
to the bottom of the gorge 
that you must travel to reach
the paradise you can see.

You can choose to turn away
or choose the leap,
you can choose to climb down,
you can try to fly.

You will not likely get there

but the fact
that it’s still going to be there
whether you abandon
or die in the attempt to reach it
is all you need to know
to understand why this feels like 
the only worthwhile moment of choice
in your enfeebled life,

and that thin, crumbling edge
where you stand
suddenly looks like 
the Path.

About Tony Brown

A poet with a history in slam, lots of publications; my personal poetry and a little bit of daily life and opinions. Read the page called "About..." for the details. View all posts by Tony Brown

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