If I could work for one day in any job, it would be as an airline pilot. I had the privilege when I first married to go on a flight with a friend of my husband’s who flew small planes. He allowed us to take the ‘wheel’ for a few minutes. It was totally awesome. An experience I would love to duplicate on a grander level as a pilot to soar in the heavens.
| High Flight by John Gillespie Magee, Jr. Next |
| 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. This poem is in the public domain. |
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