AT THE LAST PLANK

I paused before I stepped

onto the first plank of the pier.

I could see bird poop

on almost every plank.

I could also see lights

all along the way.

I could hear honking birds

wanting me to fly away,

disappear, get out of here.

I decided to step out and

start walking straight ahead

and see how far I would go.

Then I came to the place

where one needs to decide:

“Is this the time to cross

the waters to the other side?

Do I go back or do I wait?”

© Andy Costello, Reflections, 2012