The sweeping wind gathered at the cliff’s edge and held a man leaning into it up. The wind didn’t let up, so he stayed and looked upon the foreign cliffs. As he gazed, the aging wind gave its life away, and the man went tumbling down. His travel took his now lifeless body down and down and splashed.


3 comments so far

  1. if on

    man and nature joining their destiny!

  2. Tumblewords on

    He should have learned to fly. Arg. Surely a tumble of the bad kind. Nice work, Noah.

  3. Fledgling Poet on

    Very visual…great job!

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