He smiled at her and nodded,
‘Hold my hand, and walk further…..’, he plodded.
She kept quiet
All the way uphill.
Looking down at the valley,
Gave her the chill
It was here she had fallen
A few years back
Down this very hill….
She cannot talk to him anymore,
And scared as she is,
She holds his wrists tighter
‘It is now or else never’
His eyes seem to say
So they stand at the edge
Where the cliff gives way,
To death and echoed grey….
She beholds the depth, retraces the fall
‘It will always be with me
That you will stand tall
Till you learn to fly
And leave behind the fear to ever fall….’
Thus spake he,
And took a step back…..
She looked up at the skies
And could never surmise,
How, she stood there alone for long….
Watching his angelic face
That smiled and receded,
Up, up into the blue arcade….