How long have I been falling?
It feels like an eternity,
Do you remember? I launched myself
Straight into the cove,
I was scared.
I was brave.

Will I ever land into the bittersweet cove?
Instead suspended,
A multitude of feelings and sensations:
Anger, irritation, happiness, joy, sadness
Where were all of these sensations before,
And why did I simply let them fall?

Wait, wait, wait.
Hold on.
I forgot to note:
I’m not falling alone.

Suddenly, falling was less scary.
Yes! Falling was comforting,
Despite the notion that we were tumbling into oblivion.
Nope. Just us.
Hand in hand, entirely silent,
No words need to be spoken.

Is this what peace feels like?
Our own little bubble,
Our own little world,
No one else had taken the dive, you see!
The air between the cliff and the cove was entirely ours,
Our own little world, free from pressure and stresses.

Others simply found comfort in a miniscule drop.
They were not suspended, however.
It was more like just hitting the ground -
The dry, desolate ground.
Do they wish they took the chance and dove?
Most likely.

The only words that were spoken were two, softly spoken sentences,
I suppose you could call them declarations.

But I’m not here for you to make me laugh, I’m here for everything
The best of the best, the worst of the worst, and the completely average

That's right. Everything.
The sights,
The scares,
The fights,
The dares:
Everything. Together.

Is this what peace feels like?
Yes. I think it is.
And with that,
We continue on our journey,
Our blissful glide.