Journey of the fall

The wind blows as it should

It’s me who couldn’t breathe 

The one who chose

To fly so high

The one who wasn’t 

Happy with the breeze

For fool some say

Some call it wise

The decision to not jump

Just because there wasn’t enough height

To feel the fall

To live the fall

The fall which could

Take what’s all

But little they know

All I have got

I gathered along the fall

Of all the jump I got 

From heights beyond the clouds

The higher I go

The longer I fall

The more time I have

To gather things around

And call them my own

For the best things

Are neither in sky nor on ground

Somewhere between

Is the balance profound

Hard to get, harder to be found

For its beyond the sight of eyes

On which we all have been proud

And so I choose to fall

Everytime I reach up there

To see for what

Up is too up

Down is too down

And that’s the place where

Wind blows as it should

And I couldn’t breathe

As I’m in my own ambush!