Outside reality we stepped,
Spirits soaring and swooping
In synchronised immortal flight;
Astonished
No need for words, transcending thought
glistened with joy on wings of life;
Spellbound.
Reality , not far below, called out, ignored.
We laughed, and rose in unison again
our flight unseen, delight unknown.
Sensations, locked in fascinating dream
now crystallized in sands of time,
traversed alone,
Too soon reality had called us to our separate ways,
and twenty years on I still recall the wonder of that scene.
Jan 19, 2016
Jan 19, 2016 at 10:32 AM UTC
Outside reality we stepped,
Spirits soaring and swooping
In synchronised immortal flight;
Astonished
No need for words, transcending thought
glistened with joy on wings of life;
Spellbound.
Reality , not far below, called out, ignored.
We laughed, and rose in unison again
our flight unseen, delight unknown.
Sensations, locked in fascinating dream
now crystallized in sands of time,
traversed alone,
Too soon reality had called us to our separate ways,
and twenty years on I still recall the wonder of that scene.
For Antonio and Michelangelo
