A Jump.

By Yurii Tkachenko There's a canyon ahead.I’ll jump into the night.Flying to the stars.Fearing nothing.Flying or on the edge.Above the clouds and below.Somewhere far away into the cosmic void..Into the cold of the night.Into anxiety and peace.Earthly or unearthly.Summer and winter.Wings spread and full speed ahead.Flight without doubts and worries.Flight without fear and reproach.Like a … Continue reading A Jump.