I Fly Poem by Daniel Miltz

Amidst blue yonder, meandering loftily
And lighted by a sweet silvery moon, I soar
Hovering, artfully calm, in the hollow wind
Saunter in brave way, mysteriously, explore
Over iridescence-toned mountain, spiritly
The day is remarkably radiant, I see
Abundant, clean fresh air, holds, scent of alpine whiff
Amazingly, the crisp, lean, voiceless wind twirls me
Amongst, atmosphere of blue marvels found adrift
Through my gazing eyes, in the sky's fes·tiv·i·ty

© daniel miltz