FlightA Poem by W.D PetersonWith the spread of wings In the open sky The soaring with mass into a spiral To look ahead to what lies beneath A fludder of heart from wind in breath To demise the circumstances is my plea The peace of air that the wind does bring Stability of mind that sustains the soul The pleasant loneliness the wind does wonder With absence of fear bringing forth tranqual stone Sound does not live in flight The farce of the work that is my life But now the still quietness that calms Open wider of wings to soar The clouds vanishing faster as the end appears This is the last step The time is upon us The day is now when all men must come to ease Radio to the tower and tell of my descent The time is now and my clearance has been approved The man with lights flashing is standing firm To await the arrival fo teh spreaded eagle Wait!!! Eyes now open to assurance To fast, To fast, not readiness to hold to stone Slow down, Slow down, the mind does avert in life Stop, St...The late awareness is now in vain To Jump To Fly To End
© 2008 W.D Peterson |
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