Frenetic

And sometimes the falling is the bit that you must get through.
The fall is the blind leap off a rocky edifice.
A yawning instant -
toes stretching -
yearning both down and up -
ripping from the comfortable ground.
You tense -
close your eyes against the blindness -
and get it over with.
No one speaks this language.
They say the fall happens - just so -
they say it's like exhaling -
let go, they say.
But sometimes the fall is a 'hem'ing and a 'haw'ing -
clenching fists -
flinging yourself into the open space -
a ragged punch of frenzy.
And then, once you've fallen, you can get on with it.
But even though the fall hits and hurts, terrifies and scalds -
haltingly -
stumbling -
gasping -


you fly.