Tuesday, 15 December 2015


The broken tree
Spans the cliff opening
Daring me to test
Its strength

Taking a deep breath
I gingerly step
Onto the broken tree
Hoping for the best

A few creaks
But the tree
Holds me solid
I sit in the centre

The tree sags
Under my weight
But I trust my God 
To keep me safe

© Phil Renaud 2015