The mind is a tight-rope walker, one end,
Of rope knotted in air…bend

Instantly back, when it slacks! If the force jerks
The rope taut, be ready! No nerve works

So quick, quite, as the rope. Wind the mind’s nerve
Tighter. The rope will slack under, and curve

Downfromthecarefulfoot,mincingandedgingitstoe.
You will be nobody until you feel it go,

To the nerve’s dismay. Then, desperate, use
The hitch, the hold on the invisible noose!

Then and there,
If you can, tread air, tread air!