Circus Act - Stephanie Malley

My life’s become a balancing routine,

A high-wire act, relying on my own

Two feet to safely carry me between

Points A and B. I’m in my comfort zone

Because I feel I’m in control, and yet

I’m tense, not even daring to look down

At God who’s always been my safety net.

Why risk a fall? I’m not a circus clown.

But there’s a braver way to live that lies

Within my grasp, if I can just let go

And leap into the open air, my eyes

Intent on two strong hands whose clasp I know.

Why inch along, uptight and ill at ease,

When I can soar with God on faith’s trapeze?