WaLaHa

Quote for Today
” Learn to get in touch with the silence within yourself and know that everything in life has a purpose.”
Big puffy white clouds fill the vast blue sky, I gaze into this beauty with a pounding heart in my chest. Fear grabs me and starts choking me, and I cannot escape it’s grasp.
The pilot yells, “DOOR”, and the door of the small Cessna airplane flew open, wind rushed around us. The pilot screams, “GET OUT.”
Fifteen years earlier the passion for this sport was planted in my head. I have laid on my back staring skyward many times. I have imagine many forms in the clouds. I have dreamt of flying though the clouds, not in a plane, flying my body.
I wanted to fly like birds, Nothing got me as excited as watching the Golden Knight Army Parachute Team perform in Fort Stewart, Georgia. At nine years old, I thought I could be Superman, once my brother-in-law Sgt. Ron Davis took me to see this event, I knew I would skydive one day.
Many thoughts are rushing though my head, the first jumper follows the pilots commands. He climbs out, looks back with fear in his eyes. The pilot yells, ‘GO.” and he goes with a bit of hesitation. He dropped like a rock, away into the deep sky. My thoughts are not the fear of dying, my thoughts are with my nephew Tony Hames, two years younger and more like a little brother. Tony and I both talked of skydiving many times. Tony started flying airplanes when he attended West Georgia College. At the age of twenty he was very sure what he wanted, I wasn’t so sure about my life. Many times I wished I was my brother’s son, Tony and I would be brothers, maybe life would have been different. Maybe I would have planned things better. All things happen for reason everyone would say.
A few years earlier Tony calls me up, he and some College friends are going out to some clubs. I told Tony I would meet him there.
I get ready and start to leave and I receive another call, This call is from Terri Britt, a girlfriend of mine. She wants to come over, I accept and try to call Tony back. I could not reach him. I tried a few times before Terri arrived. I’ll try and go by there later with Terri and see him later.
I had a late night with Terri and did not see Tony. Telephone rings the next morning waking me from a deep sleep. My brother Rick said, “Tony is Dead.” I thought I heard him wrong, this cannot be, I just talked to him the day before.
Tony and friends arrive at club, sometime during the night Tony is outside of the club and falls, or is pushed, or is throw down a embankment, falls onto railroad tracks. The trains engineer said he saw Tony trying to get up, the train could not stop in time.
Hearing those words I lost something, part of me died that morning.
Tony was suppose to be here today, we were to make the first skydive together. As I sit in silences, part of me is missing, this part is with Tony. The presents of him is very strong, he is here with me telling me to, GO, live the life we both wanted. Fly though the clouds, don’t stop dreaming. Life will reward the dreamers.
The silence is broken by a loud command from the pilot Jeff, ” OK, Let’s GO,” I climb out on the step look into the pilot’s eyes, I smile, and I go, looking up at the plane and feeling this beautiful world surrounds me, this jump will be for Tony, the next one is for me.
The first skydive will be something I’ll never forget. During those few seconds I experiences absolute freedom from the boundaries of earth, I had these thoughts.
Signature of Silences
Stormy sensations explode without ex plantations
Illusions reflects unlimited similarity
Innocence poetry illustrates a portrait of imaginations
Frequent images projects intense desires
Visual vibrations appears mysteriously revealing postive existence
Intangible feelings expands intimate encounters
Brilliant stars whispers precise conclusions of anticipated destiny
Complex twilight rhythm awards guidance to wandering generations
Distance memories bonds lonely travelers to endless unity
Empty secluded dawn exist secretly appreciating extraordinary beauty
Thunderous amorous sounds surrenders breathlessly , to serene Silence