Learning to fly (sky diving)

I'm at a swimming pool.

We are practicing our diving skills,
jumping in from the edge of the pool and seeing how high we can go.

Gradually we make our way up to higher and higher levels,
daring one another to take risks and jump from further up.

The swimming pool has become a lake now,
and it is surrounded by steep cliffs.

We hurl ourselves off the cliffs,
plummeting towards the water
as if we were dive bombing or something.

We somehow manage to avoid the rocks at the edge of the lake
and land safely in the water.

Now the lake has become a sea and the cliffs have become huge mountains,
miles above the sea with a huge cliff that towers above everything
 from which only the bravest divers jump from.

There are huge old beech trees growing on the edge of the cliff,
almost standing there as guardians of the cliff and the jumping spots.

Now I am just watching the experts do it.
 I see how the have to fly there body outwards like sky divers
 so that they steer their way into the sea safely.

There are cameras attached to their body so that people can watch
what the experience is like.

 One very experienced diver goes off the cliff backwards
and steers herself by looking up and over her head.