The Fall

Just rambling...

Light above, darkness underneath

Each tumbling over one another again and again

Wind catching at feathery hair,

Rushing past the body with an infinite stream of cold

Empty skull, no thought of anything but below

Nothing is important beyond the fall

The peaks to the valleys

The skyscrapers to the concrete

The throne to the mud

Everyone high is brought low

Everyone at the bottom remains there

Descend, descend

There is no height you can reach that can't be torn down

But there is no excuse not to climb

You are human

Your hands will tear open on the rocks

Your muscles will ache from carrying yourself up

But you will go up

You will rise and you will drop, bring yourself high again

The sky is infinite, so reach it

The only true end is in the fall.

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