A Step

I’m falling.

Why?

I’ve missed a step and lost my balance.

You have to look where you’re going a little better.

It’s dark here….hard to see very far.

Put your hands out in front of you and walk towards my voice.

What if I trip again?

I can see you just fine; now, walk….

I’m scared of the dark [nervous giggle]

I’m here, I can see you….almost there.

Where are you?

Just a little further…

I can’t! It’s too dark!

You let me worry about the dark; you just worry about not stumbling.

I think I’m getting used to the dark, I think I can see you.

No, dark is dark. You’re just getting braver.

Is that your hand?

Yes.

Wow, I made it. I thought I was going to fall again.

You worried more about falling than seeing.

Like I said, it’s dark.

Then open your eyes.

Who are you?

I am you, in a better light.

I found you.

Always been here….

I did it.

Yes, we did.

How much longer until there’s more light?

A step.