The World Inverted: A Fall's Profound Discovery

The World Inverted: A Fall's Profound Discovery

The paths ahead once gleamed with certain light,

Yet shadows dragged my soul into the night.

I marched ahead, with purpose in my stride,

But left my heart, where truth and pain abide.

Then came the fall—a sudden, jarring blow,

A stolen breath, a world I did not know.

I hit the ground, unmoored from all before,

My body numb, my spirit bruised and sore.

The sky, familiar, turned askew and strange—

The world inverted in a fateful change.

I fell from health, that vibrant, easy grace,

From treasured bonds, now shadows in their place.

From dreams once bold and gleaming in the sky,

To silent prayers beneath a muted cry.

Some words once warm turned hollow, distant, cold,

Some stories tumbled, broken, never told.

Some falls were poverty's relentless weight,

Others were mirrors warped by pride and hate.

And so I lay, and in the stillness saw—

The me I wore, wrapped in a fragile law.

That headfirst moment twisted all I knew—

The world remained, but I perceived it new.

The hollow crown of pride, so falsely earned,

Lay shattered where my eyes at last discerned.

No color lived in smiles worn for display,

But silence spoke what speech could not convey.

A tear caught gently by a stranger's hand,

A mother’s whisper rising from the land.

What once I missed—the aching, lonely soul—

Now calls to me, and makes my own self whole.

Descending deep, I found a path to rise,

Beneath the fall, the truth began to rise.

Why this long journey? Why the pain and break?

The questions formed the answers I must make.

Fall down—and stones and rivers speak their name.

Undo your hair—and silence sings the same.

Amidst the fragments, something stirred anew,

A curled and quiet self, both brave and true.

The fire, the tears, the lessons scorched in pain—

All gathered now, like sunlight after rain.

The one who fell is not the one who stands,

My life reborn through brokenness and hands.

I looked within and found, to my surprise,

A wider world behind my shuttered eyes.

This fall—no end, but door to worlds unseen,

A translation of “I”—clear, strong, and clean.