~ Flight ~
High above the fields and valleys,
above the mountains and trees.
Caressing the wispy cloud tops;
soaring on an uncharted sea.
Unrestrained and free of tether,
the wind and I are one.
The air is clear and fresh and clean,
my only companion the sun.
Climbing up on the columns of air,
above the wind-swept earth,
I turn and soar with ease and grace
and laugh with glee and mirth.
Gliding swiftly with the sanctity of the wind,
it is here my soul is released.
It is here I find my redemption and freedom,
it is here I find my peace.
by: Michael Frisby
Song playing ~ What A Wonderful World ~ by: Louis Armstrong |
