When Walking Down Stairs in the Dark

No vision beats some vision. I have fallen hardest
in broad daylight—it’s not about what you can see

and that is no way to go down stairs. The light behind
casts your shadow too large—do not rush to meet your past like that!

The light below flattens the depth of your going—
never guess the shape of what holds you by what awaits you.

Better to close your eyes if you cannot include the emptiness.
Better to not stand on ceremony when the foot needs so little.