Expressions

Expressions of a Pilot

Flight is freedom in its purest form

To dance with the clouds which follow a storm

To roll and glide, to wheel and spin

To feel the joy that wells within

To leave the earth with its troubles and fly

And know the warmth of a clear spring sky

Then back to earth at the end of the day

Released from the tensions that melted away

Should my end come while I am in flight

Whether brightest day or darkest night

Spare your pity and shrug off the pain

Secure in the knowledge that I'd do it again

For each of us is created to die

And within me I know

I was born to fly

Gary Claud Stokor