white knobbly knuckles
born of a tight clench

twisted toes
curling like so many baobab roots
into terra firma,
digging deep
lest centrifuge fling me
off the planet

seeking grace
knowing hope
praying love
finding faith

desperately endeavouring
to let go
one digit at a time



Today at Real Toads Mama Zen says: ” Give me your bio . . . the real story . . . in 50 words or less…”