Free Falling
Free falling into the realm of unknowing
Nothing to grasp, nothing to cling to
My vision contains my past, my present, and only that.
Will I die? Will I survive?
What of my family? My friends? My future?
Questions deluge my descent.
Craving to know, to see, to understand.
And yet I fall.
And learn to trust.
October 21, 2009 at 6:44 pm
A Renaissance man in the making. Amazing how some are endowed with a plethora of separate but complementary gifts.