AT CATARACT FALLS
It's said the river natives used to
jump off these cliffs when mortally
ill. I guess it was a hunch, but one
with lot of conviction. To jump,
perchance to land upright? No.
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It had to be more than that; some
flight within a spirit's love and
hands. To gather far and wide all
things one may have been leaving
behind? Auspicious beginnings
that fell so flat.
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Difficult to perceive, today, the
way that world must once have felt.
No skimming over oceans, nor any
knowledge to the distant world, one
felt, perhaps, but never seen. Let
us toast to these endeavors. I leap
in my leap of good faith alone.
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