Once Cornered

Looking back, looking forward.

I once painted a dartboard in the corner of a room.

Half on one wall, half on the other; hit bullseye every time.

I thought I had found an answer.

I once jumped out of an airplane.

Nowhere to go but down.

That wasn't an answer, either.

I once walked a trail bordered by a swift river and a sheer cliff.

I could go where I had already been, or someplace else.

I found the answer.

r ~ 4/27/14