Extremes

I remember being...
On the up side of the seesaw.
I wanted to go down.
I remember him driving at 80mph...
And saying, "You don't believe in me!"

I heard music blasting;
I saw the broken glass;
I felt G-d had abandoned me;
I tasted the cardboard food;
I walked going nowhere.

Now, I pray for the middle ground;
The sleep we need;
The food that nourishes;
The glass that is transparent;
G-d's unending counsel;
Trusting as I put one foot in front of another...
I will get somewhere.