Is it the journey or the destination?
From 25,000 feet in the air,
It's hard to tell. 
Like that guy who jumped
Out of the plane without a parachute,
It's hard to know if you're a madman or a prophet
When you're about to take the leap of faith. 
Physics, gravity, acceleration,
It all goes out the window when you're staring down into the abyss. 
Yet, suddenly, you shed your fear like a tattered coat and you're flying 
And all you see is freedom and the world 
And me, your Penelope, waiting to catch you in my open arms. 
And you know that, finally, after years of adventuring,
You are home.
Rosalind Resnick
Aug. 2, 2016

Translation:

Salto d’Amore

E’ il viaggio o la destinazione?
Da un’altezza di 25,000 piedi,
E’ difficile saperlo. 
Come questo tipo che ha saltato
Dall’aeroplano senza paracadute,
E’ difficile sapere se tu sei un matto o un profeta
Quando ti appresti a fare il salto di fede. 
Fisica, gravita’, accelerazione.
Tutto questo va fuori dalla finestra quando stai fissando l’abisso
Ma, improvvisamente, strappi via la tua paura come fosse un vecchio cappotto e stai volando!
E tutto cio’ che vedi e’ la liberta’ e il mondo
Ed io, la tua Penelope, aspettando di accoglierti a braccia aperte
E tu sai che, finalmente, dopo anni di avventure,
Sei a casa.
 

 

Is it the journey or the destination?
From 25,000 feet in the air,
It's hard to tell.
Like that guy who jumped
Out of the plane without a parachute,
It's hard to know if you're a madman or a prophet
When you're about to take the leap of faith.
Physics, gravity, acceleration,
It all goes out the window when you're staring down into the abyss.
Yet, suddenly, you shed your fear like a tattered coat and you're flying
And you all see is freedom and the world
And me, your Penelope, waiting to catch you in my open arms.
And you know that, finally, after years of adventuring,
You are home. 

Rosalind Resnick
​Aug. 2, 2016