Fall

[ziziwrites]

Fall.
A term I know dear.
Fall.
A time of change.
Fall.
An act of letting go.

I would like that.
To fall.
To be lost in the wind,
held still despite the consequence of my act.
To be blissfully unaware of the ground fast approaching.

I would like that.
To fall.
To be a leaf on a tree,
golden and crisp.
Arms just barely holding on
until they slip.

And I fall.
And I am dead,
like all of the rest of my friends and family.

I believe
in the sanctity
of falling.