Hurry to the Cliff!
I am possessed with joy!
As I glance downward toward the Rocky Beach below,
I tremble with emotion.
I raise my arms above my head and murmur, "Airborne
am I to be."
With great faith I leap from the cliff, and with
my mind allow myself to soar onward with great speed.
My arms spread for balance;
My hair ruffling in the wind;
I glance down to the waters 10 feet below me
and estimate my speed to be about 85 knots.
A whale breeches in front of me and I reminded
of my situation.
I slowly make a full turn back to shore,
and I fly extremely low hoping that no one has
spotted me.
