To Fall
To fall,
To fly.
To see,
To cry.
Inside waterfalls flowing with tears.
Crossing between the roads less traveled...
the ambivalence of fearful illusions of faithful less thought.
No Action,
Revolve.
Emptiness.
Remembrance of the oneness,
…of stillness of a moment of time and deep unfathomable space.
The awareness of the knowledge, the unawareness of the longing.
Rewind, Fast-forward, and Play, again, again and again…
To Fall;
Is to fly, to see, to cry.
Copyright © Kelly Malmborg | Year Posted 2007
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