Now that my ladder's gone, I must lie down where all the ladders start, In the foul rag-and-bone shop of the heart.
That's what it's like when people have crawled very high up in a tree, then they sometimes need help to get down with ladders and ropes and other instruments.
anders fogh rasmussenNow that my ladder’s gone, I must lie down where all the ladders start In the foul rag-and-bone shop of the heart.
William Butler Yeats