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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