My breath beat shallow at a chest of stone as I looked out
At all of our houses that seemed so small from whence I stood
The sky’s true and radiant blue, I discovered at this altitude
Cloud rings spiraled down, the sun beams reflected off my goggles -
And my arms felt stiff, strapped into wings of enchanted brass
When all of a sudden a gust swept –
Me from the tip of my ride with such haste!
From a cloud boat I dropped and gasped for my life!
Cyclones of wind paddled my body and blew back my hair…
From a tumble, to falling with such grace,
I soared with a smile over my tiny little city -
And yearned at the horizon in its majesty -
This moment and its treasures I had stolen for me.
Sep 23, 2018
Sep 23, 2018 at 12:19 PM UTC
My breath beat shallow at a chest of stone as I looked out
At all of our houses that seemed so small from whence I stood
The sky’s true and radiant blue, I discovered at this altitude
Cloud rings spiraled down, the sun beams reflected off my goggles -
And my arms felt stiff, strapped into wings of enchanted brass
When all of a sudden a gust swept –
Me from the tip of my ride with such haste!
From a cloud boat I dropped and gasped for my life!
Cyclones of wind paddled my body and blew back my hair…
From a tumble, to falling with such grace,
I soared with a smile over my tiny little city -
And yearned at the horizon in its majesty -
This moment and its treasures I had stolen for me.
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