Hopes on a high with my head in a cloud,
Life upside down with a shattering crash.
Bike skipped a corner with nary a sound,

My world came a tumbling with me in the air.
Levitation that morning just wasn’t there.

How fluid our priorities, nothing is firm,
All that’s important is in another’s hands.
A challenge to self that’s without a term,

Days, nights, pain beyond what I’d ever know.
Without those around me, hope lost long ago.

Pollyanna outside, despair my inner view,
Once was invincible standing on my head.
Walking for now on three legs instead of two,

Life a different state of being, a reversal.
Chance, suffering, joy: each a rehearsal.

Ephemeral is nature, more oft clothed in nonsense.
White and dark thoughts hide behind false pretence,