Anonymous: Poetry
Because I fly
Because I fly
I laugh more than other men
I look up and see more than they.
I know how the clouds feel,
What its like to have the blue in my lap.
To look down on birds
To feel freedom in a thing called the stick
Who but I can slice between God's billow-legs
And feel them laugh and crash with His step?
Who else has seen the unclimbed peaks?
The rainbow’s secret?
The real reason birds sing?
Because I fly
I envy no man on earth. Amen.
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