Falling is about skydiving, and the speaker clearly loves it. The poem opens with two comparisons, a bird in the sky and rain dropping from a cloud, which make the fall feel natural, almost effortless. Then it gets more specific: arms and legs tucked in, a fast dive, and the bold claim "I soar like an eagle." It's a nice twist, since soaring usually means rising or gliding, yet here it describes plunging toward the earth.
The mood shifts when the rip cord is pulled. The speed drops, the lines relax, and the landing brings a plain, calm statement: "I know I am safe." What stands out is the speaker's reaction. Instead of relief that it's over, they're "ready to do it / Again..." The trailing dots leave the feeling hanging, as if the thrill never quite ends. Overall, the poem captures excitement, trust in the parachute, and the pull of an experience worth repeating.