Hind's 'Feat'

Rusty rock scrabble Crunches under my boots Carefully I place my feet Been kicked down Your steep face Before When I Heedless Scrambled up Until Rock rolled Ankle Pain Torture Crash Black… ...tumble … ...down You... ...didn't trip me ...didn't catch me Either Did you? "Dad! Dad!" Frightful eyes Over mine On that ledge Of disaster Frightened me Made me careful Full Of Care Now There is no one To rescue To even see me Yet I feel your care Always Always Yours I know I know Also Your indifference When I don't... ...when I'm-- Care-- --less David said "He maketh my feet like hinds’ feet: And setteth me upon my high places." * So, yeah I didn't make my feet I make my steps, though When not As grateful And mindful as Beauty Deserves Deserve I Indifference By grace You're still here For me To tread lovingly In no Heated rush Graced Am I To know There's So much more Than just Surmounting you There's every Little leaf Little flower Little bug Every Little Detail My layered Beauty I document My "feat" But I'm no conqueror My only esteem Is I treasure you Psalm 18:33 King James Version (KJV)?