Last goodbye
over the merlons, stepping stones
and not afraid to fall

I know that the water is cold
and flowing dreadfully fast
with pointed stones

fluctuating at unclear depths
nothing wrong
as long as I don't look down

and someone has to come and help me
because my body can't do
what it thinks

cannot float as if
I am standing on the solid ground
as dangerous and safe

as life, but if I let go
everything is possible, everything is
and I am free