We tumble too much; And what's the rush? Can't we just hover here for just a bit, and enjoy the scene: this frozen white sky winter storm daydream -
It ain't much to ask for, is it? To pause in this open space between cloud and ground, for this is where I found equilibrium, if only for a second before falling
before gravity reached its fingers to pull me back to reality, I'm falling again, forever falling
- for Water Poem Project