One step forward,
One step forward,
On the steel strung line.
The tight rope walker
Thinks he ought not
Sway to either side.

Tunnel vision,
Foot precision,
Secures him on the rail.
No talking, laughing,
Leaping, gasping,
No single chance to fail.

Ambition burning,
Brimming bursting,
He reigns his feelings in.
The high trapeze,
The freedom, ease
Is not a place for him.

An inner chord,
A secret word
Sings out; a silent siren.
He claps his ears
As his spirit hears
The voice of those long fallen.

Unforgiving,
Unforgetting,
No net to break the fall.
One line, one man,
One life, one plan,
Prisoner in world of walls.

Look, look ahead!
Beware the Dead!
Study of concentration.
Life’s what you make?
Fate lies in wait;
Threatens movement, motion.

It’s trust that binds Them
to each other
No need for steel ropes.
Her with loving
Arms outstretched,
Him with songs of hope.

They draw so close
and then they part,
Life’s tide both rips and
soothes.
His hold can’t catch
The spell of fear
Until her grip slips loose.

Climactic gulf.
Out of time,
Charged potential rising.
Time slides and slows
It’s then she knows
The moment must not widen.

Letting go.
Letting out.
Her hands hold on no longer.
Safety binds.
It deadens minds
Broken bonds are stronger.

Creative flight,
she casts herself
Unknown, uncertain future.
Eager heart
Extends, explores ....
Love reaches out to meet her.