and find it has no hold over you,
what would you give
for such a prize?

To find that fear sways
briefly, but does not knock
down, even once,
that you are like a
toddler’s roly-poly toy,
always able to bob back up,

what would you give
for this treasure?

To be tested and found
worthy and skilled,
to test and find you are
always aided,

what would you give
to know this of yourself?

Margaret Dubay Mikus
©1996