Once

Once I was
walking towards
the end of a pier,
I saw myself climbing
over the rail
hanging on tightly
for a moment
and then just letting go.

When I fell
as we so often do,
I imagined it was only the beginning
of a long journey
towards somewhere I thought
I wanted to be.

Eventually the falling
became something else
that I wanted
to escape.



Now I close my eyes
and look to the horizon.
The sun is setting
and all is forgotten.