Balanced on the edge of grace,
Chasm on one side,
Cavernous and treacherous,
Deep and open wide.
A mountain reaches overhead,
Too sheer for easy climb,
Leaden thoughts match not physique,
Decisions at this time.
Ascension to the peak of one
Or bottomless yawning fall,
Neither giving much of hope
To anyone at all.
Teetering on narrow path,
Debris and shale all strewn,
Weaving, reeling shakily
Till answers may be known.
A lurching life of quantum strife,
Assess, evaluate,
Adjacent choices bound around,
One profound and one must wait.
scottishmomus 