Shadowed by woods, I noticed too latethe fractures in the path we’d trod so long,still thinking I was held upright by themwho claim that in their thoughts you would feel strong.The breaking foundations of that dark pathsoon gapes so wide that a crack becomes the wallof some dark  hole, like coal-black pits God’s wrathOpens for … More That moment you realise that though a pit seemed to open up in your path, you had other paths to choose.