Day 288: The Chasm
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there is a chasm,
father, husband,
preacher, lord,
in front of which i stand.
it is harrowing –
the depth of my own soul.
how deep it goes, i do not know.
for all the vision of myself
i viewed through handsome eye
and aligned myself with virtues
that in your virtues, lie.
as i step forth now,
girded and groundless,
i question how i was made.
am i stronger by the falling?
or on these ledges, stayed?
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