…climbing toward God
And the really frightening moments
Are not when galactic distances
Divide us
But when we seem
On the very verge
Of that impossible threshold
When we find ourselves
Just one rung beneath
Fearing failure, not judgement–
Our inability to do what we can
And therefore should
The desperate exhaustion of it
All
Closer and closer to the point of
Collapse.
“Child, where are you going?”
