Vaya con dios, brothers

by Bruce in WV, Friday, October 02, 2015, 17:09 (3279 days ago) @ Warhawk

High Flight
Oh, I have slipped the surly bonds of earth and danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I’ve climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth of sun-split clouds—and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of—wheeled and soared and swung high in the sunlit silence.
Hov’ring there, I’ve chased the shouting wind along, and flung my eager craft through footless halls of air. Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue I’ve topped the windswept heights with easy grace where never lark or even eagle flew.
And while with silent, lifting mind I’ve trod the high un-trespassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.