In honor of my adventures on the 5th of August I composed this tribute:
Plummeting through the azure sky,
Is today the day I die?
Lickety-sploosh, kablamo-splat.
Will I soon be pancake flat?
Looming larger, mother-earth.
I return to her who gave me birth.
From dust I came, I now return
Still many lessons left to learn.
But all is not dreary and dour!
I may yet survive this hour!
Gracefully soar, with confident purpose
Or in a spell be 'neath the surface'
Oh jubilant poem, oh sweet reprise
Doth this bard sing his own demise?
Tumbling freely and gayly falling,
But to thusly live is not man's calling;
The avian dynasty to defame.
No simply this: live for the Name.
So that He is lauded in life or death
Must be the tune in every breath.
All earth bears the Maker's mark,
Our joy in thrill is His own spark.
Live in His will and know no fear,
So jump and scream for joy so clear.
-NW
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4 comments:
Wow!! Awesome poem!! You took the words right out of my mouth... =)
I especially like the ending paragraph.
Have a wonderful day!
Ashley Rogers
Thank you Ashley, I am glad that you enjoyed it - I had a great time composing it! The actual skydiving was a blast also, not too bad I must say. Have you gone skydiving?
Take care,
-NW
I've never gone skydiving....
I think I've seen too many skydiving accidents in movies. =)
I always wondered what it would be like, though, to touch the sky.=)
I'm glad you had a blast!
~Ashley
Very eloquent, Nathan... it was a pleasure to read. I love the way you tied Christ into skydiving. I'm glad you had fun. :)
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