It’s Time - Katherine Foster

[Larry Robinson]

It’s Time

Stop the digging
There is no pony down here
Despite the stink

It’s time to look upward
At the narrow ribbon of sky
The climb will be steep—expect slippage
Widen the ribbon until clouds appear

Rain will come—more slippage
Find the toe-holds and the handles
Until the ribbon widens to a sash
And the ascent reveals the true panorama
Of sea-level possibilities
The stars, the green earth

Breathe deeply
We have been disinterred
Arising from a would-be grave
The will to live surfacing 
And enabling a new shot at adventure
And a new ability to recognize an abyss

	- Katherine Foster