Kiss the Sky

Why don't you leap from that cliff
and kiss the sky, learn to fly into
that wild blue yonder beyond?
It awaits with a sun kissed hue
of deep sunken red and blue
to carry you to the chasm below.
Surf and sky asking forever why
do we seek to leap into the abyss
of blackness and shadow below.
Just a few shining moments to
bask in the glory of the sun's glow
gleaming into all we will never know
but for a second, you are free.

Embrace the clouds and lie in their arms
to cushion the plunge awaiting below.
Lay in their bosom forever, haunting
lover's dreams awaiting above.
Beautiful now is the horizon beyond
calling for the next victim to plunge
headlong into the blood red winter
of content and silent corpulence.

The rocks await below, whispering to you-
awaiting for the crashing impact of your end.
They call out in voices as old as time itself
begging to finish the cycle and justice to rend.
Flesh and bone meet earthly mortality
splinter and break on reality's deadly points.
But time and time again, we leap from the cliff
because the fall is beautiful
and we want to kiss the sky.