Niagara

Blinking is exhausting as I sit
alone in the dark....
But maybe that's because Niagara is
threatening to fall
And weary eyes can't stop it.
I wonder if my barrel will hold together
Or if it -- and I -- will be dashed against the rocks below
and break
in front of the spectators,
people I know,
who are always watching to see
if I fall, if I break, and
Who have come to see if I can succeed,
if Niagara wins or if I do
or if because Niagara wins,
then so do I.
A mind adrift....
....Letting go
Always the goal, achieved so rarely
In my "no vulnerability allowed" mind.
Now, I have no choice but
...to trust that somehow
...I'll be okay in the end
because
Niagara is falling,
Barrel is ready
And the rocks wait below....