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To Fly
On my back in a field of tall grass and daisys.
Looking up at the marvels of the sky.
Enormous wind tossed clouds billowing upwards.
Birds of every size and color dancing in the air.
To fly.....to be free of earthly teathers...to fly.
Dancing with the birds, tumbling within the clouds.
Soaring over the world for miles effortlessly.
Gliding on the winds blowing from the four corners.
Thermal masses catch me and hurl me upwards.
Higher higher higher...I can see for miles...
The bow of the horizon, the edge of the world.
The feeling of floating, updrafts lifting lifting.
And then the fall.....hurtling earthward again.
With the speed of a falcon, wings folded in.
Plummeting towards a field of tall grass and daisys.
Where I lay looking up at the marvels of the sky.
I enjoyed reading this poem, because it embodies such a wonderful sense of freedom. My favorite line is "To fly.....to be free of earthly teathers...to fly." Keep writing- you've got quite a bit of talent.