My hand moved
Through the space toward
An intangible, infinite wisdom
Where things
Were and weren't what they seemed.
Are things
Always like that?

My body followed my hand
Steadfast linking mind
To mood through emotion.
I could not keep myself
From falling, so I fell.
To fall is merely another step
Towards new life.

My left foot inside of my boot
Held me up, as well as my right hand.
I caught myself before the land.
Breath escaped as my heart beat
Back and forth in there, in the rib cage,
Like a startled bird, my grandmother's bird,
A bird too free to be.

There I waited, after falling,
For four years, until
I fell
Again yet, this time,
I would be falling
Upward, away from the past towards
A rebirth of sorts.
Too bad I never thought I was that important.

It could have been

A really
Big

Deal in

Some Circles.

I guess
We'll just
Wait and

See