Watching the Sky In loving mermory of my Dad, ,Loren D. Holmes On currents not seen by the human eye, A biplane climbs in the sky Wafting through clouds and over the sea, It dips wings in salute and waves to me I watch it pass by on double wing And my mind wanders away, reminiscing To another time and faraway place when the plane and I were a part of that space To a day long ago, an afternoon in July floating through the air, my Dad and I He the pilot and I his crew cast cares to the wind and away we flew We lift off the ground on a breath of thin air then turn and bank, the wind in our hair. The propeller turns and the engine roars As we cruise high above the earth’s emerald floor A journey through time and a sojourn in space we fly on and on with the wind in our face Time seems suspended and the day falls away as we spend precious hours in this magical play A patchwork below us, sky blue, clouds above I sit in my jumpsuit, my heart filled with love for the plane and the man and the privilege we share, together this day, flying through the air From that time to this, I remember that day as I see two wings cross the sky and I silently say Hello to the man who taught me to watch the sky for the sight of a biplane – which brings a tear to my eye… Carol Keene (cadetat6 Art)
High Flight Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings; Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth Of sun-split clouds, — and done a hundred things You have not dreamed of — wheeled and soared and swung High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there, I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung My eager craft through footless halls of air. . . . Up, up the long, delirious burning blue I've topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace Where never lark, or ever eagle flew — And, while with silent, lifting mind I've trod The high untrespassed sanctity of space, Put out my hand, and touched the face of God. — John Gillespie Magee, Jr http://www.skygod.com/quotes/highflight.html
