who always think of happiness
rising, would feel the emotion
that almost baffles us
when a happy thing falls.”
― Rainer Maria Rilke, Duino Elegies
Falling does not always mean bruising…
Sometimes..one falls far from the moment…away from the thorns…
Falling away from that which holds one in place….
is simply another way of flying….
Creating a safe distance for observing…
for becoming..something more….
This creates within us….a type of self-rising flower…..
night is alive with stars, and when I lie down and look up, I get lost up
there. I feel like I’m falling, but upward, into the abyss of sky above me.”
― Markus Zusak, I Am the Messenger