Breath-taking views left in a mind from past sky diving
episodes.
Beauty from on high, floating from heaven on a silken
parachute, totally exhilarated, feeling free and alive
while traveling rapidly through the atmosphere to
earth.
Traveling back to the images seen back then, awakens
this mind, making it wistful, wishing I could go back
in time to jump again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem