Back From The Sky

The Pulse. The Rhythm. The Fighting To Get Off.
It Sinks Into My Skin...

All Of These Memories Could Surface.
But Now, We Are Silent. We Are Ready.

It Amazes Me To Be Alive. To Breathe.
Idealism Doesn't Serve Me Well.

So We Take That Step. Together.
And The Wind Rises To Welcome.

Weight And Form. Trust And Hope.
A Sheet Of Matter To Slow The Descent.

You And I Share These Wings And Plummet.
Graceful Falling Back To Earth.

I Saw Your Feathers.
I Felt The Flight.