Flight

Wed, 10/02/2013 - 02:31 -- zacho

My breath escapes my chest as that engine roars

The world I leave behind and its problems ignored

 

The living air pulls me into its embrace

My heart leaves this world as if in a chase

 

Your beautiful wings beckon to me

As I climb higher to see

 

The clouds resting at my feet

I never want to leave this seat

 

My thoughts dissipate as I fly

My heart belongs to the sky

 

Comments

zacho

I am completely in love with aviation and this poem provides small insight of the joy I receive from flight.

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