Summer Sky

Air rushed from the already-open door

hits my body with a cold touch so strong,

blood pumping and heart dropping to the floor

as my temperature rose all along.

In the heat of the moment, my thoughts race.

My eyes wide, in search for a storyline.

I get nudged out the plane ready to face

all of the dreams, fears, and wishes of mine.

In absolute sensory overload,

this is flying and this is a skydive.

With five minutes of this free-falling road,

I learn how to be completely alive.

Summer finds a way to open the sky.

Opening me up to go out and try.