Falling

By: Joel Victor Bjorling

You're on the dive,
Way up high
Too far
To try?
The breeze is cold
Against your skin;
You're trembling,
Shall we begin?

You're on a cliff
About to fly;
Spread your arms.
Never know til you try.
The breeze blows your hair,
You can't see;
I am here,
Trust me.

Falling,
Stepping into space
So free
At a cosmic pace;
Falling,
Never been this way,
Lose your mind,
Come and play.

Stepping onto the ocean,
Catch me!
The tide beneath your feet,
Moon-walking the sea.
The spray tickles your nose,
Ah! A tidal wave
Feel the splash,
It's the rave!