Icarus, I’m With You

maybe the jumpers have the right of it
in their own misguided way.
we must sometimes fall so that we can soar
with wings born of necessity.

they warn us of the plunge –
of the cold fall from grace,
and urge us not to leap.
when we rise they sing to us of Icarus,
who dared where he ought have not
and paid the final price.

but Icarus saw for a moment
the gleaming naked sun,
and perhaps he thought it worth the loss
to come so close to touching God.

I’d rather take the plunge
than stand safe in a prison cell.

 

– Jess