Boom boom.
The heart gains a steady tempo as
his feet gain their momentum.
Sweat that started off as beads now
evolves into streams
neverending.
Boom boom.
He looks around.
Nothing but blissful silence
save for the galloping of his feet.
Boom boom.
He lowers his head slightly and
sprints forward with a sudden burst
of speed and leaps
over
the edge.
(Image freeze)
(Narrates)
And here the question arises.
What lies at the bottom of the cliff?
Sharp edged rocks as numerous as the stars?
Or the sea with its infinite cycles of life,
the never ending ebbing and flowing
of time-ing.
