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falter, new me
falter, stumble, trip
over a crease in the rug
a crack in the sidewalk
a brush with a passerby
or wind-sweep of a standing tree
mere nothing
and yet enough to know
i am unsteady, vulnerable
where once i dashed
from place to place
over furrowed ground
or rock and sandy beach
i am new to me
someone i need to learn
to respect as i am

