I soared there
for a second
in the millenia
to the words
glided on an updraft,
invisible to view,
felt in the breeze,
spiralled to gravity’s
before the crash
I flew then
for a while,
lost to reason’s
bathed in light
to acute contrast,
A blink in time,
a truth eternal,
17 thoughts on “Flight Lessons”
An apt metaphor for understanding the ‘birds-eye view’ and the similar experience of our own lives. Beautiful poetry, as usual. And inspiring, to start the week off.
Thanks, Beth. 🙂
A great poem – lovely structure!
Many thanks, Chris. 🙂
your poetry soars, as well
Aw, you’ve made my day. Thank you, Paul.
You on holidays again? Or did you take a sip of that ‘bottled relaxation’ again 🙂 Regardless, beautiful poem!
Finally coming into land I think, Mark. Returning to base. 😉
Noooo….that’s illegal 🙂 Just keep remembering that space and why it made you feel so good. Let them get upset because your happy and they aren’t 🙂
Not relinquishing the wings, Mark. Just folding them carefully. 😉
Your flight made me feel giddy, dizzy even.
I always get a bit like that too when I fly. 😉
Beautiful writing, felt myself gliding, and relaxing, and most of all the final three words, “regeneration of cause”.
Thanks, Daniel. Happy landings. A flight now and again renews cause I find. 🙂
Thanks for that one mama, one soars reading it, truly. The moments of acute being-ness, clarity, divinity or whatever you wanna call it… Many a time reached through writing… Or a beautiful smile, leaves on the sky, or a cool glass of water. The sight of a bird soaring… Thanks.
You’re right, Somanyrightways. There are indeed so many right ways. I couldn’t help it! It would have been an opportunity lost. 😉
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