Like a God

This poem is for Mark and the love of flight!
          Because you wanted to know.
this was my first free fall jump, near Lawton
Oklahoma. I had jumped before but free-fall
                        was the best!!

Traveling through the expanse of a blue sky,
           seeing powder puffs of clouds,
you step to the door and feel a head wind of
                     100mph or more,
your heart starts beating at a rate you've never
                            felt before,
while you wait for a shoulder tap, that  means
              you must step out the door,
the tap is given and without a pause you step
                      right out the door,
Like a hand the wind pushes you far away from
                             the door,
now there only you and the rushing air, gravity
           pulls you down to the ground,
you feel the the ground moving towards you,
there is no sensation of falling it's more like
                              floating,
that's when you feel that little fear, like if your
standing still and can not move, you feel like
the ground is rushing at you, as if it was a bull
             that will crash right into you,
for a second while your chute unfolds your vision
          blurs and your heart just stops,
suddenly there's a pull like a hangman's noose,
then your heart gets a jolt, your blood slams into
                             your head,
     then a relief passes through out your soul,
 now the flying truly begins, you begin to circle to
                              your LZ,
in your head you calculate how close you can get,
you see all of the horizon,  the ground looks like a
 great big map, rivers, bi-ways, roads, highways,
 trees that look like bushes, fields, towns, farms,
                      and church steeples,
all these things are permanently imprinted in your
                                    head,
   It's like being a god and looking down on it all,
funny, but your always glad when you touch the
      ground, then you realize how small and
                  insignificant you really are.