Photographed Frames of My Life

I jump out a plane
Just to land in the sky
I hope I catch your drift
Before the ground catches mine

In the few short moments
Before I die
I hop on a bike
And cycle through my mind

I flip through the frames
That convey my life
Until I notice a man
Falling by my side

Reaching out His hand
And with all His might
He stole all the frames
I was trying to find

"I need this weight
To get the timing right"
He stacked up my frames
To an amazing height

Laying on the top
The landing broke His spine
As I neared the ground
I could now see why

His broken body
Was to my delight
And the tower of frames
Was by His design

My feet touched His back
To end my flight
He landed on the ground
So I could land in the sky