there is
the temptation
to cross the frozen
lake on foot,
to take a shorter
path to your
destination.
to carefully step
onto the icy sheet,
blue with sky
and sun, the soft
powder of snow,
and risk your
life. will it
crumble and crack,
and swallow you
at midpoint, or
will it hold and
let you walk on
water. sometimes
it's best to just
go around and not
be the fool.
Friday, May 7, 2010
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