I know people who live a life one foot in front of the other.
They don’t leave the path on which they trod.
Maybe a stumble. They must take a step back.
Then, onward they go.
I know people who walk in a circle.
They can’t find their path. Life floats them along.
I know people who trod and who float.
They capsize. They plunge.
They ascend. They rise.
I know this person.