The Mighty Fall
The Mighty Fall
I fell through the night under me I could see white crested waves
of the sea and there was little I could do to stop this freefall,
it took 3 minutes to reach the unforgiving surface of the vast ocean.
I screamed like a hurt animal and began sinking could not breathe,
fought and struggled to be free of this huge amount of water; and
there it was my heaven, the full moon pulling me upwards so I could
fly and dream among the stars.
First, I had to swim to the Saragossa and find the secret island always
hidden in a miasma of the absolved, but I could not do it alone.
On my back floated my body anemone and incredibly beautiful.
The sea was a mirror now; I was held back by the sea as the moon
tried to possess me, both wanted me, and this filled me with
ecstatic happiness as the current helped me to reach Saragossa.
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