It was a quiet evening at
Home. The parents were
Watching TV and the kids
Were in their rooms doing
Homework or playing video
Games. Out of nowhere, a
Wind blew all through the
House moving curtains and
Knocking over pictures. A
Deep voice said–I’m all right.
This is my one true wish,
As I know and understand,
This light to be my home,
As a knowing up there in
The galaxy is me. And I am
Up there in my bones
Built from stars.
It is one of the most exciting
Sports there is. You hook
Yourself into a harness and
Attach a rope which is fixed
Securely to an anchor and
Start at an unhurried speed
Over the side of the cliff,
Playing out the line slowly.
Some rappellers get their
Thrills by going over the
Sides of tall buildings.
One afternoon I was
Sitting in my house
Flipping channels on
On the TV, bored and
Wondering what else
There could be to life.
Then a force pulled
Me from my chair
And out the front
Door. I stood in the
Middle of the yard
And rose up slowly,
Over the tops of the
Houses and found I
Could go anywhere
I wanted to go–
Freedom!
Sitting in the center of
The city stands the
Towering cathedral,
A source of faith and
Worship for followers
From all over the city.
It could be a finger
Pointing straight to
Heaven.
When we were teenagers
It was a custom to go to
Some abandoned property
Where there was a well.
We would drop a coin in
And make a wish. The
Funny thing was you
Wouldn’t hear the coin
Hit the bottom. Once
Someone thought they
Heard a voice deep
Down in the well
Saying help me, help
Me. A professional at
Rescuing people in
These situations threw
A rope over the side
And went down. He
Was never seen again.
Wordman of Alcatraz 