390 – Rock
Sharp pain
As foot meets
Hidden rock.
• • •
Sharp pain
As foot meets
Hidden rock.
It was not
A bottomless pit
Or a towering summit.
A funny thing happens
When you’re falling
Down the abyss.
A thousand fireflies
Burst behind your eyelids,
Violently swirling
As they chase away
Your dearest demons.
A torn piece
Of red silk
Softly floating
In the warm breeze.