crossing the line

One last line,
To cross
It's the edge,
There I stand.

Of walking
Beyond everything
Into nothing,
Crossing the edge.

A moment of thought
A momentary feeling
Eternal fall into the vortex,
Of freedom!

like a memory

Ripples,
Of memories;

Memories,
That chases words;

Words,
That cast shadows;

Shadows,
I have always feared;

Fears,
Keeping me alive!

A life,
So full of memories!!