Fall Away

Shimmering skies,

Shimmering oceans of gold.

I stretch out my arms to you,

In high hopes you’ll grant me back my soul.

I prefer, with all that I am,

Not to fall 

Fall away to you.

Fall away to you.

Reviews

[Emrick]

When you think deep, it's frightening. I wonder if a soul really exist.and i wonder if it goes up in the heavens or down in the oceans when someone finally agrees to fall.
Nice poem!.