It’s a long way down
when finally you are detached
from everything you have ever known.
There’s quite a distance to fall
when first you hear that snap
of disconnection and you feel
the world rush up to meet you.
When suddenly you are divorced
from all familiarity and thrust outwards
downwards, into gravity, tumbling
headover, headunder, headlong
down, down, down ....
Inevitably you will reach the ground
floating softly to the earth like so many
others of your kind. You will lay there
helpless, lifeless in a dishevelled heap
until the east wind blows to send you
spiralling out into the void once more.
Or maybe it will be the gardener’s rake
that seals your fate.
Steve Wheeler © 18 September, 2021
image source: Bernard Spragg
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