Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Bungy

From the ledge I look down,
The water cold and blue

The wind that howls,
Suddenly falls silent

The moment of truth draws closer

Inch by inch, half over the edge,
Only one way out, down

No fear or apprehension,
Surrounded by a quiet calm

Off into the air a leap,
The freedom of flight

Time stands still,
The world is a blur

And then the cord snaps back,
Holds on to you like reality

Euphoria,
Leaves you wanting more.....


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