Icarus flew before he fell Tasted salty air and intoxicating freedom He was able to relish in Helios' Ray's and soar through Isis' rainbow sprays The gods watched with innocent chuckles and fond expressions But fate cackled as wax fell like the fat tears of Hera as Icarus' wings burned They expected him to scream To call out to his father leagues ahead Instead he laughed with mirth unrivaled A ball of shining flames and glorious downfall There was a special beauty is crashing when you should be soaring Falling like a star to be wished upon He let the flames consume him and bemoaned when he hit the sea The best part of the flight the fall