The Paths We Walk Are Riddled with Chips of Stone

Steps We Walk

Stumble and fall
Stumble and fall.
repeat process until
shins are splintered like
twigs twisted and torqued
against the the thigh
and snapped.
Everything needs to be
brought down to size
now and again.
We’ve tripped and fallen
so many times
we’ve forgotten what
upright feels like and
that’s kind of sad
until we realize we
still have the strength
to keep walking towards
the next flight
of stairs to take us
higher than we imagined
possible.

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