Atmosphere

When you’re falling
And the wind surges past
Like tsunami waves

You’re a stone thrown
Into a lake
Feeling what it’s like

To sink down and study
Fluid dynamics
While your impact ripples

Hear the cloudsingers
Hiss and chorus
As you descend

Past the point that
Light can reach and
There is no horizon

You’re falling fast
Through an abyss
Of air, you twist

And tumble, but
Still aware of your
Form’s gravity

Air like a fluid
Sonic boom
While you’re moving

Yet it’s so peaceful
While your stony self
Si...