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.