Why Not Me?

I couldn't let it go this morning, so used it for a poem.

 

Why Not Me?

 

we often ask, why me,

but if we say why me to everything,

where is our facet of the diamond

our chance to climb steep slopes

and slide back down -

why not me -

Give me every experience,

every chance to place my axe,

to anchor my boots. 

I rise to see

sunrise after sunrise,

and descend to bring

sunset

to rest

like a fire,

banked for the night,

in me.