The HigH

Have you ever thought how it would be to fall... To fall in love,  to fall down holding your stomach laughing, to fall from a building? Yes, from a tall tall building, The feeling of standing at the edge, experiencing the wind in hair flowing.. is flowing the word?? No no blowing I guess,  . The adrenaline rush .. the high, the uncertainty of what would happen.. The chaos and the calm.. The feeling of the first flight and the last of life ...To merge with the pull of gravity and  the vacuum later .. the bright lights and the blank .. the noise and the mute. The top questions accelerating now: will it hurt ?? Whats next ?? What happens if I survive?? Who all will cry ?? What alterations will I bring ? How many hearts am I gonna break ? Will them remember me sad or happy or rather angry  ? Will they remember me ?!?! 

 That one step, do I have the courage  To take the plunge? To swim in the unknown? To just, let it all go ? 

Here me standing .. experiencing my breath in and out, in and out, in and out. Funny! Probably the first time  I'm doing so. At far, I see an eagle fly.. fly so high.  higher and higher it climbs. Higher than the others it soared and then, all at once it took a plunge, my stomach drops, but with those humongous wings swooosh... gliding through it flew with such grace and ease .. the joy of witnessing  that  bought a realization, that at least like the eagle be smart enough to take calculated risk but not reckless, made me take a step back.. I guess it takes courage to Do that .' To step back ! ' So now I live with a high .. A high of standing at the edge and stepping back!! I know death is certain, but  not today not like this, least . We all live, only to die another day but with so much more to treasure !!