A quick jump into thin air,
Lives passing in an unstoppable fall.
Heartbeats sink in as the air rushes around you.
Then a final pulse grasps the string in a pull to safety.
Swinging through the air, time stops in a bank of silence.
Pulling through clouds and fast breezes.
Softly brushing over treetops and structures.
Flying like a bird, guided only by the wind.
Free from all on land, incapable of changes drawn by nature.
Helpless, but free as if in a trance.
Then a quick sweep on to dry ground,
Calms the heart and changes the mindset.
Back on normal, still ground.
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