Free Fall, by Sue Castle

a song of change

Free flight. Slipping the bonds of gravity, losing thought and deed and action.

Not caring. Not needing. Not fearing.

Listening to the heartbeat but hearing harmonies over it, around it, under it.

Free fall. Arms outstretched, eyes closed.

Knowing all, knowing nothing, laughing through the tears frozen on cheeks.

Feeling the blood heavy in the veins but knowing it was still, pooled, reversed.

Free flight.

An end, a beginning, a thread with nothing to grasp, to hold.

Everywhere and nowhere and anywhere.

All at once.

Thunder.

Silence.

Rapture.

Doubt.

Knowing.

Denying.

Accepting.

Free fall through time and soul.