i gave a yank on the rip cord And hurtled on through space Suddenly - without a jerk Shrouds were in front of my face.

The heavens were calm & peaceful Like floating on wings of a bird Drone of ships bound homeward The only sound to be heard.

At first i thought i was suspended Above those cumulus clouds For no descent could i descern Just hanging from the shrouds.

Billows of mist rushed at me Those puffs with a silvery top When finally i got beneath them i saw where i was to stop.