apersonaljourney – stories of love

I stood on the edge of the canyon

an audience spectacle

too many voices to listen to

while cascading past natural

rock formations,

hard, brittle, scathing returns

the body bounced across the horizon,

so quickly, so deep into the earth,

unrecognizable meeting its end.

What is it goes through a person’s mind

in mid-air, a descent beyond

the imagination,

complete fear,

no longer attached to the soil,

a free fall of choice

when the world seems beyond

our own desire to walk with security.

When does the jumper decide to ignore

the reality of love that exists around their

broken dreams, unsettling fears,

when again do they come to terms

with the pain they inflict

upon others when it is them, they

him or she

that is fighting some demon

designed to task their soul

to forgive themselves

without impulse.

Do the shadows ever disappear

or are we mortal dependents on fear.