The then small, insignificant step
toward the giant leap in understanding man.
That was the path she beckoned.
It curved away from the light
and fear began to well up inside.
Depression crippled. Anxiety followed.
Still she danced through the bramble,
not absent of pain, but carried by will.
She recognized the same dilemmas
that coursed through her mind in earlier days.
What had soothed her and had eluded him?
How do you test what moves
and cannot be seen?
Was he blinded to the truth?