Falling comes naturally
as common as fear
another body
knocked down-
Learning how to climb
up to the canopy
out of the arbor awnings
each branch a rung
bell
a ladder
has no top
The horizon awaits this distant gaze
further than
a crow flies
an escape
too far to grasp, too afraid to take
it all in
to begin again
asking...
What is more
No-
body needs to learn
anything except
landing
softly
before rising again
with an icy wind
at knifepoint
only to return
home, rootbound
thirsting
for more.
Artwork by Ellen Thayer Fisher, 'Fall leaves and Acrons' c. 1885 in Public domain, via Wikimedia Commons.
