Sunday, November 6, 2011

Falling

Note: Read from left to right. Sorry the formatting is weird. I can't figure out spacing very well.

"Falling"

One falls
falls hard like a
great wooden oak
felled by the woodcutter's axe.

One falls
falls soft and smooth
as baby birds
finding and spreading their wings.

To crash with a deafening roar
or rise on the wind in fresh flight,

which will be my course?

As swift comes the fall,
as swiftly I crash,
or I soar.

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