I have lost and been broken
In brokenness, I am humble
I have won and been elated
In elation, I know pride
Knowing extremes, I walk a measured pace
In full awareness that pride posits humility
A bowed tree will never right
The sky will never ground
I walk a middle way
Clouds are more or less fog
In brokenness I see pride
In elation, humility
And neither really matters in the long run
The page my pen darkens
How my face meets the face of the other
The soul of a heart that touches
The footfall placed in front of another
The planet’s ambulant circuity
The galaxy’s aeonic spiral
The electron’s quantum shell
Measure time and times and half a time
All I really know is the footfall placed in front of another
David Fekete 
May 22, 2017 @ 22:29:57
I hope you are putting your poems in a book, so we can have a copy of them!! Audrey
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