Katrina Heinrich

Falling

To fall quick,

With limbs spread wide,

In all directions.

To whirl about,

Through the clouds.

As if becoming a weightless feather,

Descending faster and faster,

With the volume of the whooshing sounds rapidly increasing.

Till the bright colors of the land are distinct.

That is my dream.

To fall quick,

With limbs spread wide.

Precipitate.

Whirl.

Fall.

Till the descent's end is imminent.

Gradually now the acceleration decreases,

As if moving in slow motion…

Ground coming softly

Till blackness occurs…





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