Parachute Men by Lenrie Peters

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Parachute Men say

The first jump

Takes the breath away

Feet in the air disturbs

Till you get used to it.

Solid ground

Is not where you left it

As you plunge down

Perhaps head first

As you listen to

Your arteries talking

You learn to sustain hope

Suddenly you are only

Holding an open umbrella

In a windy place

As the warm earth

Reaches out to you

Reassures you

The vibrating interim is over

You try to land

Where the green grass yields

And carry your pack

Across the fields.

The violent arrival

Puts out the joint

Earth has nowhere to go

You are at the starting point

Jumping across worlds

In condensed time

After the awkward fall

We are always at the starting point.