The Shift

He can tell

When the line

To cross is

Too close.

He can tell

When the tip

Of the first of

Her toes

Touches ground,

And it shakes,

Causing all

The windows

To break,

But he holds up

The walls,

If he shows

Her that he sees,

And he feels

And he knows,

Then something

Must give,

Or someone

Must go.

If he 

Can stop it

Before it 

All blows,

He thinks that

Maybe

The shift can 

Be slowed,

But he knows.