THE  NEXT  STEP 

A twig snapped - as I walked

the forest floor - telling me

how fragile my future might

be. You never know what’s

next - what might be about

to happen with my second

step or the one just after that.

If we lived our life worried

about our next step - then

we might not take that step.

We might stutter and stammer

our speech and our steps and

never get out of sight - of our

front steps or of our front door.

© Andy Costello, Reflections 2019