…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?”