remember the days when we were
so shocked and awed that something good was happening to us
that we enjoyed the thrill of the moment,
like the swift hop onto a moving cable car on its way up the mountain
and we were just thankful to have landed on our feet
these days we feel the ground beneath our feet all the time
yet the fear that pervades us is as though we were miles up
without a safety net
why has it become so easy to disregard an upswing
without it stirring up delight and amazement?
why has it become so difficult to not fear an impending downswing,
as though we are forgetting that misfortune is anything but stochastic?
we need to remind ourselves that
this has all been good, built on good
and may every leap we make be just like that first one,
free, unencumbered and full of hope