Icarus

I know you swam

Icarus, please tell me
Please tell me all
Icarus please tell me all about your fall
Tell me about how it is to see the Sun so close
and how it feels as it starts to burn the skin

Icarus, please tell me about your wings
And how they feel when they start to wither as they melt
Does the hot wax burn as well?
Or does the breeze of the fall cool its drops?

Icarus, please tell me
Please tell me how it is
To see the sea from the sky
and come to it fast, without any possible stop

Icarus, please tell me
Please tell me about that sea
does it feel like a wall?
or does it embrace you
with a painful hug after the fall?

Icarus, please tell me
What did hurt the most?
Was it to fly so high
and and never doing it again?
Was it the lesson learned
an instant too late?

Icarus, please tell me
did you try to swim?
Please tell me this,
it is what I want to know the most…

Because there are no flights
where I won’t fall
But from each flight
I seek the wisdom, and the strength
to swim, to stand
and be proud of the fall
so I can try again, and again