I have been wanting to skydive ever since I was seventeen. I would have joined the military, back in the day, to become a paratrooper if I
could, but back then they did not take women. I always thought tomorrow was another day and that at some point in my life,
jumping from a plane would be a done deal.
But life is never that cut and dry. Man proposes, God disposes...So once again, this year I hoped to finally do the deed before I get too old.
But once again, life has intervened...this time in a big, big way...
Still, I do believe in timing and when the time is right, I will jump (with parachute of course.)So in the meantime, I am soaring in my head and leave you with this poem:
THE SKY'S THE LIMIT
Arms outstretched, opened wide
I gaze upon a great divide.
Metal bird, wings that soar
Take me to the evermore...
Then let me go, down to below
Poised, I take a breath............................ then jump......................................
Plummeting
Through pristine
Clouds of chrystalline
Shards of ice
Flashes of white
Winds slap
And attack
My breath held back
Plunging downward
Spiral dances
Gravity is not my friend
Nor backward glances
It's time! Screams my inner voice
I heed the words and make the choice
And yank the cord,
Such reward, to hear the swoosh of parachute
Relief I absolutely can't refute.
The ground below spreads its arms
Mother Earth turns on her charm
She calls to me...
Such ecstasy, the view from up above
I'm sailing down, like peaceful dove
Sailing... soaring... sailing.......
...Glance below...
The canvas getting larger, verdant, the greens diverging
Becoming bushes, trees and grass, details emerging
And then my feet touch ground at last.
Replete yet empty, I look up
Blinded by the sun once more
I want to rise again and soar
'Gainst gravity and Newton's law...
I gather parachute and walk away
Thinking that tomorrow is another day.....
xoxo
Pegasus
could, but back then they did not take women. I always thought tomorrow was another day and that at some point in my life,
jumping from a plane would be a done deal.
But life is never that cut and dry. Man proposes, God disposes...So once again, this year I hoped to finally do the deed before I get too old.
But once again, life has intervened...this time in a big, big way...
Still, I do believe in timing and when the time is right, I will jump (with parachute of course.)So in the meantime, I am soaring in my head and leave you with this poem:
THE SKY'S THE LIMIT
Arms outstretched, opened wide
I gaze upon a great divide.
Metal bird, wings that soar
Take me to the evermore...
Then let me go, down to below
Poised, I take a breath............................ then jump......................................
Plummeting
Through pristine
Clouds of chrystalline
Shards of ice
Flashes of white
Winds slap
And attack
My breath held back
Plunging downward
Spiral dances
Gravity is not my friend
Nor backward glances
It's time! Screams my inner voice
I heed the words and make the choice
And yank the cord,
Such reward, to hear the swoosh of parachute
Relief I absolutely can't refute.
The ground below spreads its arms
Mother Earth turns on her charm
She calls to me...
Such ecstasy, the view from up above
I'm sailing down, like peaceful dove
Sailing... soaring... sailing.......
...Glance below...
The canvas getting larger, verdant, the greens diverging
Becoming bushes, trees and grass, details emerging
And then my feet touch ground at last.
Replete yet empty, I look up
Blinded by the sun once more
I want to rise again and soar
'Gainst gravity and Newton's law...
I gather parachute and walk away
Thinking that tomorrow is another day.....
xoxo
Pegasus
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