Glider
A gentle glide high above
Nothing to hear
Except the flow of air
over my wings
I looked for you
far below
A sweet delight
to fly...
in such light
I carried you high,
in my heart
In to the light
In to the blue sky
Such blessed silence
over my wings
Wind rush
Suns's crush
I leave this earth,
for a brief time
Flying with the sun
Sublime
Thermals abound
Sun , all around
A sweet delight
To fly in such light
If I could see the wind,
see it flow over me
Gentle rolling blue sea
Such glee!
Towering cumulus
blinding white
In the fresh blue
Carrying me too
Such bliss!
Copyright © Matthew Brackley | Year Posted 2007
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