Free Fall

   

(capetownskies.com)

Climbing on gray boulders

Big as the mountain

Jumping to the next

The fall could hurt you

Landing just right

It was on a slope

Boots clumping with a thud

A heart palpating relief

The cool breeze on the face

The heat off the ball in the sky

The stream passing by

Swishing in the distance

Gentle leaves brushing the arm

The hairs swaying like trees

A goat in its habitat

A feeling of peace

Healing with green leaves

Swelling the soul

Breathing with the air

A cleansing refresh

A part of this world

All that fly

Into the clouds

Must return

To the sea