To plunge from high on summit’s peak
And ride the current, swift
Survey the earth in sweeping view
As, with the morning clouds, I drift
To look the eagle in the eye
While soaring heaven’s blue
And float on silent wafts of air
Blind to common hullabaloo
It would be grand to hang below
The glider as I tour the sky
And so I would if I just could
Acquire sufficient nerve to try
© C R Clark-5/18/2008
A perfect fact given by this imagery... A perfect place to hang over A perfect hieght to overview Somewhere over the Tumult of life. Being away...riding the current... Dear Poet... You have shown us how to take a while to sway.
Wow! This poem brought voice to my dreams.. i wish to try that someday.. What a reminder! Amazing poem.
Very cute. I was thinking I sure don't have the nerve to do that, so I loved the ending, great read! Loyd
Great poem CR, its never too late to try something new, but I'm scared of heights so count me out he he, 10 Lynda xx
What a man dream he can achieve Richard
Very descriptive poem. Well done.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
I love this one Richard and the last line is great. I'm afraid to say I'm scared of heights too. Well done, best wishes, Andrew