You can hold on while still falling.
Miracles are seen in the unseen.
Fall-and holds on all at the same time.
Impossible?
No.

The bird with broken wings still soars as she sits quietly in the stillness.
Her wings tied together, still flutter.
The breathless kiss of air touches the curves of her wings
all the while she sits in stillness tasting the sweetness that lingers in the air.
You can hold on, and still fall.

That’s the beauty of true love.
You can still be free in love’s fall, and still be steady
be steady together when you reach the bottom.

Image by Xyrene Sohtaro -Hirao- courtesy of Unsplash.com.