I write this very carefully
so that you don’t stray – at least not very far –
naturally.
Keep the pale blue
in you going,
temper and pace,
and be aware.
In fragrant air
keep bouncing aloft –
see how rooftops keep rising
before us!
The
last
fall is
the hardest,
so say failed aerialists,
but such a sweet kiss
when we’ll hit the ground.
© Chagall, 2013