Rollercoaster

 

I ride the rollercoaster – up so high before plummeting low,

All panic and joy and vertigo,

Before making the climb back to the sky,

Why not try to fly,

Before freefalling to the depths again I go.

 

And so repeats this loop of life – this joyful ride,

The intensity inside,

A pressure built, ready to blow,

Beautiful crescendo!

A waterfall of living flows back into life.

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