I’m holding up

If I could be a suspension bridge
I could suspend the belief
that at any moment I might fall.
Fall on my face.
Fall out of love.
Fall into the wrong hands.
Fall victim to my mind.
I could trust
an invisible force
is holding me up.
It’s me.
I’m enough.

A suspension bridge over the Winooski River in Waterbury, Vermont. Photo by Laura Hardie.