Standing on the edge
Of the cliff
Looking down at Rough River Lake
From 30 ft up…
Clear the mind
Look up at the sky-
And jump
Hold your breath
On the way down
Because you never know
When you’ll hit
The water’s surface-
You penetrate and
feel the shock
of the cold water-
Never quite enough air-
Which way is up?
How long will it take
to breathe air again?
Relax
And float
To the surface-
Look up at the cliff
And watch me
jump
R.P. Coursey
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/jump-with-me/
