graceful.

It’s peaceful up here;
the crisp air taste particularly sweet;
it’s soothing gentle air against my face;
as I witness the vibrant green vitality of life below me.

How finite is the plight of man.

Brown specks grow large against the blue;
I see them clearly now;
I wish these seconds would last forever.

This is the end.

I hope there is no pain.

 

 

via Daily Prompt: GracefulGraceful

Edit: blog formatting; grammar

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