I feel restless
unstable, unsure;
but surely nearing
some tipping point
that the speed of the top,
wobbling wildly,
prevents me from seeing

[I am blind]

Equilibrium has passed me by;
can I capture it once more?

(a lack of movement
is also a form of balance)

The weight of uncertainty
is enough to knock me over;
Now, lying beneath the trees,
I question all that I am