From the green reaches of the morn
You begin a slow descent
Sliding smoothly along the rough edges
Not stopping until the precipice
Time stands still
A streak of white light seeks entry
You close your eyes and wait for the moment
A flash of brilliant colours emerges
A leap of faith
A jump to the unknown
An embrace you offer to
Those who live and those who don’t
You vanish instantly
Washing away the vagaries of the world
Leaving everything new in your wake
Those who follow you
Take the same path
And yet your paths never cross
Nor are they ever the same
Sulphurman 