The rocky cliff edge perilously beckons the jumper….
Murmuring seductively…‘Over me'‘over me! '
Oceans roar below, muted by the silence of intent.
One step….one small step….then
soaring,
like a fallen feather fluttering to its demise.
A sudden updraught lifting spirits momentarily-
then released -with no hesitation, no compassion.
Stillsilently plummeting, like a stone hurtlingdown a disused well
where infinity benumbsthe echoingscream of eternity.
Buffeted by the blusterous breeze stinging eyes once tear filled,
but now sponge dry, blank and seeking closure.
Alone… flying through the elements …seconds like hours
momentum maximum, ground closer
Begging sliently for forgiveness but remembering instead,
thechildren's faces, so loved, so missed, so missed….
Imprinting that image as solace for whatever awaits.
Arms outstretched- open to deliverance….a planned embrace.
No regrets, no indecision, no fear,
just another point in time….. until it's over… andthe reunion complete
Great write indeed we cannot know what it is like to walk a mile in another shoes the story is well told so sad too great poem 10 ++++
Dear Paul..I agree with you.. we can never know but only empathise..I appreciate your comments very much indeed thank you xx
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
DEAR Madam, a feeling of sadness that remembers the wording of famous poet John Keats. Thank U. for sharing the poem.
Dear Saji that truly is a humbling comment- thank you so much Lodigiana