On the Plane to Phuket

Walking the narrow path

A knife’s edge from the abyss

Every one of us has been there

At one time or another


Only a miracle

Keeps us going

One perilous step following the other

Our eyes steady ahead

Our hearts racing

Until the danger passes

And the path widens again

Green pastures on one side

A stream of cool water on the other

Not everyone makes it

And I don’t know why

© 2011 Julie Clark

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