The Ladder of Love
Standing firmly on the ground,
looking up at what appears
to be the climb of eternity.
I tremble at the thought
of being knocked off.
Yet I took the chance
and with each step I take
I pray I can trust it,
that it's secure.
Half-way up the ladder,
I'm growing in confidence.
Suddenly as I take the next step,
it gets a little shaky,
I start to lose my balance.
But I'm determined to make it,
so I slow down, and relax.
Now in less time than
I've ever imagined
I reach the top,
and I realize
that I've conquered my fear of love.
I'm going to hold on tight
and not let go, unless forced,
'cuz its a long, painful
fall to the bottom.
And an even more difficult
climb back up.
