The cliff

Standing on the edge of a cliff to a view so mesmerising and gold. The sun setting in its natural direction coloring the sky orange. The wind blew on his face so slowly rustling his hair. A seagull glided past him balancing it self in that breeze. He saw it with a sense of envy and longed for it like a child. A smile sprouted on his lips as he closed his eyes. Face forward he spread his arms to the fullest and let the breeze bang on his chest. Pushing his body forward he took off to fly in that abyss. Plummeting towards the rocky end below he felt it, felt it through the final peace he achieved......