A Journey Briefly Interrupted - RIL, HOLWLINGS

 
     
Hair spooled on a hand,    
feet, body, and mind    
angled at 60 degrees    
  
on a cliff's edge,    
the breeze, the breeze    
is so skillfully impaired    
  
heart and soul,    
screaming jump, jump
jump ^ this may be your  
last chance to hold
  
and did, but for what    
  
trying to sort it out,    
putting together pieces    
of now    
  
Lost, no not lost,    
everything created in    
these moments will  
follow  .....