Walking the narrow path
A knife’s edge from the abyss
Every one of us has been there
At one time or another
Truly
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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