Precipice

You may be daring

and brilliantly alive

But I still can’t watch you go

prance on a precipice

Yes, I’m a little bit wrong here

Yes, I know caution is tippy

And faith in your balance —

My certain conviction 

of your sure perfection —

Serves many times better

to safeguard your person

than all of my worries 

and cries to be careful

I know it’s the same for me —

Times that I know 

that although you can’t stand it

you know you must let me be free

You care that I care

And I feel that way, too

So we come to a balance 

of what we will do

At times for each other

we’ll dial back the daring

And sometimes we’ll deftly belay

And sometimes we’ll hold 

to the faith in our caring

and keep ourselves out of the way. 

©Wendy Mulhern

October 4, 2012