She fell over and over, seemingly out of control.
But as she was halfway down to the water, she gained full control of her lean, lithe body,
Her fall turning into a graceful arc,
Dark hair streaming back as she descends,
Three playful ravens swoop above her,
Altocumulus clouds further above, their edges turning pink-orange as the sun lowers to the West.
Now, the quiet swoosh, as the diver, perfectly straight, slices through the water's surface,
The scattering minnows below that now frolic in the bubbles that the young woman created,
She slides through the water up - up quickly back to the surface, taking in a fully joyous gasp of air.
Now, a cheek crinkling smile on her face, that will again come to her whenever she thinks of this day, for the rest of her life.
Many thanks to Takitak for helping me with this.