Walking through a thrilling experience,
The green-Irish countryside.
Because of my poor memory, dragging along,
one of my dearest friends.
Slipping across this beautiful Island,
Faster than normal speed,
I lost my delicate balance.
Slipping, slipping,
Rock was threatening my tender body,
my precious breath of life.
When my friend, my dearest friend,
in a split second
showed what real friendship means.
Going far beyond my aquired speed
and the call of duty,
without even blinking his diaphragm,
threw himself between me
and this frightening piece of rock.
Without any account for his own life,
broke my fall and its lens.
Changing its focus on the world,
and mine.