The Fall I Never Feared
From "At The Edge Of The Riddle"
By Jack Joseph Smith
The Fall I Never Feared
Though lost in time
Don't say I did not
see anything devine
Stumbled over the rocks
Haunted by broken glass
Staying insane
Seconds on a stop watch
There staring at the pain
You must see the likelyhood
that I had evolved into ghost
I had taken the wind to task
and done what no sane man would
I guess the wind just searched me down
So its curiousity could see around
the place where I had gone
and find out what I had found
I thought I had turned
This wind in my favor
Which I certainly had
on many more than deserved occasion
Though ten thousand times too much,
I did lend my soul to bad behavior
And thus to accomplish.
to be near enough to touch.
the structural gift
There I set sail against
The joining of something
The bowing to anything
The accepting or the being accepted
There I was never to leave myself open
or up to question
Or worse to have to admit
That most often
I could not match the wind
To go as high as we desired
Which of course would be alone
and on our own
To rise over the disreguard
of disaster
Until dear and humble life
had no chance of ever
being seen again