Reaching For Something More Poem by shannon wright

i have the brass ring
firmly in my grasp
but i spy over there
something that glitters
and shines like gold

its just out of touch
and i might fall on my face
is it greed that propels me
or something greater
than i've ever been

do i hold what is mine
and pray its enough
knowing i risk regret
of immobility and
complacency

or do i dropp my lifeline
and walk the tightrope
with no safety net
and certain emotional death
if i stumble and fall