• Free Fall

    You smile as the winds caress your face
    As you end the final hour of your race

    This race of life to heaven’s art.
    As you feel the final beatings of your heart.

    And what was on your mind,
    When you left this world behind?

    As now you think of those memories both gentle and kind
    Those loves now lost,
    As now you feel the breaking of that burdened cost.

    You lose the feeling of your heart,
    As now your memories begin to part.

    Then you lose yourself in the winds new whisper…
    As you hit the ground.
    Your body comes to rest without a sound.