We spend too much time
With our feet planted firmly on the floor
Never wondering
What if feels like to fly
Even if we can't fly
We have the next best thing
We can jump
We can leave these two dimensions of ours
Even if it's for a second
I want to leave the world behind
And believe I can fly
The problem with jumping
Is the landing
Some crumble on their knees
While others take the impact fine
But you can never know what it feels like to land
If you never take off in the first place
So jump with me
Jump away into an ephemeral flight
Where seconds are eternities
And the ground will never haunt us again
Apr 29, 2015
Apr 29, 2015 at 7:16 PM UTC
We spend too much time
With our feet planted firmly on the floor
Never wondering
What if feels like to fly
Even if we can't fly
We have the next best thing
We can jump
We can leave these two dimensions of ours
Even if it's for a second
I want to leave the world behind
And believe I can fly
The problem with jumping
Is the landing
Some crumble on their knees
While others take the impact fine
But you can never know what it feels like to land
If you never take off in the first place
So jump with me
Jump away into an ephemeral flight
Where seconds are eternities
And the ground will never haunt us again
This poem was inspired by Little Busters by Rita