Ode To the Lineman

Pulled himself to the very top Looked over the world on high Felt the warm and stirring breeze falling from the sky Knowing this was how it felt to soar above the land To feel so safe away from things so free to be alive Yet down the pole we all must come to touch the very ground This is where we laugh and play gives us what we need The loving smile of a young girl's face a women's tender care For up above the pole to fly is nothing but the air But on the soil we grow and live to reach out, to touch, to give So keep your feet upon the ground take a good long look around and see if flying above the pole isn't like living in a hole from where you never see the reaching hands pulling you down pulling you down to be