A silence engendered by the tipsy fall of leaves,

A silence buoyed by the tingling wind.

Such vertigo, such precariously primal focus

Peers just too far past the thinning edge -

Broken!

Crack!

Sun-sapped sticks

With a rush, now, with a snap.

Quick scuttle of quicker feet.

Look,

Relax,

Remember –

Slowly and smoothly.

Move the frame to a subtler fix.

Fasten your eyes and pray.