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Soaring

January 7, 2010
By Ishmael SILVER, Alva, Florida
Ishmael SILVER, Alva, Florida
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Favorite Quote:
How could there be any question of acquiring or possessing, when the one thing needful for a man is to become - to be at last, and to die in the fullness of his being. <br /> - Antoine de Saint-Exupery


Flying through the night air
Cold wind rushing through my ears
Night and air conspire
To throw off the bonds
Of the material world
I fly among the trees
Sharp black forms
Cut against an amethyst sky
I whisk by them
Fast and powerful as a nighthawk
An enormous wave of melodious orchestral sound
Breaks over me
Bearing me away with it
My spirit
Is
Free
In flight
Soaring weightless
Through a glorious night
A ship in full sail
Born by a fathomless sea
Swelling beneath me
Born by a melody
Immense in volume, power, and scope
Pure as a pealing bell
Filling my entire being
With harmonious sound
I spread out my arms
My wings
And gaze up
At the fantastical world
Surrounding me
Omnipresent
Luminous forms
Ethereal and magical
A land of dreams
The realm of the spirit


The author's comments:
I was inspired to write this piece after a late night bike ride.

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