Staircase
but we are not static
we must keep moving
one step at a time
ever upwards
running, skipping, leaping
sometimes when we look down
it seems that we haven’t moved at all
but one step at a time
ever upwards
crawling, panting, wheezing
even when we don’t know where we are
or how long left to go
we keep moving
one step at a time
onwards, ever upwards
and looking fondly down
on the selves we left behind.