Driveways

When cracks appear
and in an instant, life changes
every-thing changes.

My heart casts about in shadow
and I feel the slow crevices of time
life begins to whittle me down.

Sometimes
I walk sideways.

I step through an open door
into a single courtyard
no climbing up or down
just even-keeled.

On the slope
I now walk sideways.

Instead of walking in the center
where it is most steep
I follow what I can
right along the edges.

I walk to meet
a friend’s heart
to share a moment
in simple laughter
where we find
strength for another day.

Sometimes
I walk sideways.