Never Accept !

Why does the dead flesh sigh?
Why do leaves at the end of the watery channel cry out to the trees .... Knowing that impending doom is sealed !
Or splinters of star dust cry after stumbling from heaven's door
Why do they react ?
Why do we not accept ?
Why do we cry for help whilst slipping through gravity's hand ... As we fall from the cliff?

We must place the salt on our eyes !
We must digest the acid !
We must play the swan .....
Graceful , humble ,
Gliding across choppy waters !

We need not accept the given door ...
But create our own
We need not fear or scream when falling off the cliff
The seeming option .... Death ?
No !
How about turn around in mid air
Face the choppy waters !
And dive !
Dive into escape !
Dive through the option of death . Into tomorrow

We need never accept the option given.... !
We need never to accept !