So much happening
you look to the sky,
the wind blows
you float up high.
No control
you think you'll die,
for only a second
but then you realize,
not a moment passes
that struck you with fear.
opening up your mind,
to new ideas,
And when the moments right
you'll begin to fall
with one tumbling motion
and no remorse at all.
The ground will shake ,
and the wind shall  blow,
but all that matters,
is at least you know
*That sometimes you'll hit an all time low,
But it only leads you to where you need to go.