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High Flight….The Last Roll Over! (On Sad Demise Of Father)

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”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 nor even eagle flew-
And, while with silent lifting mind I've trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space, ”
I raced and touched the shadows of Grace.

Source adapted from: ….
http: //en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Gillespie_Magee, _Jr.
• Portions of this poem appear on many headstones in Arlington National Cemetery.
• Today it serves as the official poem of the Royal Canadian Air Force and Royal Air Force and it is required to be recited by memory by first-year cadets at the United States Air Force Academy (USAFA) where it is also depicted in its Field House.
Cadet Bashir Ali Khan…30th April 1922…17th July 2009

(The Gentlemen Cadets who opted to go to Pakistan, left the Academy on the night of 14 October 1947. The first two generations of the officers of the Pakistan Armed Forces are products of the Indian Military Academy. (RIAF) (Dheradun)
http: //en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Indian_Military_Academy

Later opted for Air force ….got his RPAF (Royal Pakistani Air Force)
wings(I have it stashed with me) …later yet PAF. ₪ Flying the so called temperamental tempests the fury’s and the spitfires…
……..several pages cut……to be posted later with proper references

He was a very loving father an exemplary husband and a very humble person always referring to himself as a soldier or a peasant. Living a life of almost ascetic simplicity. I miss him bitterly!

May he rest in peace, his abode be heaven and be blessed with the bounties of GOD! ...Aameen

18 July,2009
saadat tahir
Saturday, July 18, 2009
Akram Saqib 13 June 2018
philosophic, nice and deep thoughts, thanks for sharing
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Rini Shibu 07 May 2017
I have topped the wind swept heights with easy grace I raced and touched the shadow of grace Beautiful lines
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Saadat Tahir 08 June 2017
thanx a lot Rini kind words....)
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Rameeza Nasim 22 February 2017
Ameen a very touching poem
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Saima Sharif 09 February 2017
Walaikumussalam! A Tribute to a father, well written in amazing words.
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Nosheen Irfan 17 July 2016
Marvellous write. The imagery is sublime. A very creative work that depicts death as the highest flight. I find your vision very vast. May your father's soul rest in eternal peace. A son couldn't have paid a better tribute.
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Seema Jayaraman 01 November 2015
Exquisite poem.. Not only for someone who has soared in the blue skies but for ordinary mortsls to set their imaginations on a wing and tumble against G forces.. Salute to your father being an IAF brat myself..thanks
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Bharati Nayak 02 April 2015
Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth And danced the skies on laughter silvered -wings Sun ward I have climbed and join the mirth Of sun split clouds-and done a hundred things You have not dreamed of-wheeled and soared and swung- -so beautiful lines to describe the final journey of soul towards heaven cutting the bondage of earth.Really loved the poem for its beauty and meaning.
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Saadat Tahir 19 September 2012
@ Hunter Lyda if you would like to see the references, you would appreciate. Its an adaptation and a duly acknowledged one. my faith does not allow for saying some things there are red lines ....and hence the adaptation. but you have a keen eye i must say... :) blessings
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Hunter Lyda 06 June 2012
at the end you said touched the shadows of grace did you do that on purpose. becasues as i recall in the original high flight it was and touched the face of god
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Saadat Tahir 16 August 2009
Today i say final farewell...its our traditional farewell memorial dinner for the departed soul....age old tradition.... GOOD BYE DAD.... The rocky shore extended to the sea. The town of Camarine from far we see, And fenny lake, undrain'd by fate's decree. In sight of the Geloan fields we pass, And the large walls, where mighty Gela was; Then Agragas, with lofty summits crown'd, Long for the race of warlike steeds renown'd. We pass'd Selinus, and the palmy land, And widely shun the Lilybaean strand, Unsafe, for secret rocks and moving sand. At length on shore the weary fleet arriv'd, Which Drepanum's unhappy port receiv'd. Here, after endless labors, often toss'd By raging storms, and driv'n on ev'ry coast, My dear, dear father, spent with age, I lost: Ease of my cares, and solace of my pain, Sav'd thro' a thousand toils, but sav'd in vain The prophet, who my future woes reveal'd, Yet this, the greatest and the worst, conceal'd; And dire Celaeno, whose foreboding skill Denounc'd all else, was silent of the ill. This my last labor was. Some friendly god From thence convey'd us to your blest abode.' Book 3 Aeneid Virgil
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