Living on the edge
Of life and death
What will you do?
When will you hedge?
How much of what you do
Or don’t do now, is rooted
In a tomorrow based
On fear, self-created?
Where will you sign
Or walk or stand?
What will you speak,
Or be, with design?
It leaves one hovering,
Distant and yet,
Intertwined deeply
In the moment.
Forget perfection,
And all you “trust” of reality.
It does not exist,
This is uncharted territory.
All you have to guide you
Is all you’ve never known,
And trust and faith and confidence
In talking to a stone.