as the abdication of mindful restraint,
the blanket acceptance of all comers,
is born of a desire
for the unfettered babyhood
no one had but pretends were true.
It is lovely to imagine
that our early, unconscious lives
had the comforts we seek now.
If it were so,
there could be hope of winning them back.
If it were so.
Vulnerability is made of something stronger, though —
it is engaged and focused;
it is mindful —
and it will test the ground
you thought faultless,
turning the whole world into a dance
with an intimate, ever-changeable coastline.
It is the fire of refinement
for your passage through the needle's eye.