Boy Scout

Impatient for vistas and blooms,

we direct ant-like prayers 

to a trail of crumbs, and miss

the peace of cake
walking.

'Lean not' is hiking code for

stand under the water

fall, and cast your fate,
upstream, to the winding

Source.

Rock sure; thrall the cliff,

and with a rose between your teeth,

dive

for
pearls.

There's no rush to God's hand,

gathering angel feathers,

for the plunge.