floating in mid air; the cold wind brushing against my face
feeling the rush of flying high above, overlooking the snow capped mountains,
the curvy roads with occasional mountain springs flowing thru them
a moment of bliss and silence as I was gliding in the Himalayan sky
the pilot steering the parachute asked me if I was enjoying the flight…
‘yes u bet I did’ I sighed, as I placed my feet firmly back to the ground
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