Flight Of Fools

Flight of Fools


Into life’s chasms,
I stared with the eyes of a fool.
Looking down upon Creation,
I broke a golden rule.
Youthful heart pounding,
Reality’s door shut tight.
Unfolded untested wings,
And jumped, in hope of flight.
Pride plunged before me,
Yet did not break the fall.
Thunderclouds crushed the wings,
I thought would save us all.
Weightless eyes opened,
And froze wide with fear.
Salvation lay below me,
Rushing ever near.
And fear, it too, did leave me,
Crashing through the trees.
Life became a study,
Of sheer velocity.
Suddenly, there she was,
Humility in all her grace,
Looking with amusement,
As I landed on my face.
Broken, bloodied, and crying,
I took a look around.
I had hit rock bottom,
And discovered solid ground.

Christy Cole