We take to
the air,
sometimes,
in fits of ecstasy,
unprovoked,
gleaned form
a revelation,
an opening
of the mind,
perhaps a
chance meeting with an old friend,
a deep
conversation,
viewing a
piece of art that touches the soul,
or having a
heron take off in full view!
Our flight
extends to the beginning of the realization we have taken off at all.
when the
thinking mind grasps us,
makes the
experience conscious,
we fall
back to
earth,
to resume
whatever we were doing.
But lighter,
for having
the air lift us at all.
images taken on monhegan island ME
1 comment:
This sounds like waking up from a dream that you've been soaring or running through the clouds and trying to hang onto that feeling after you awake. Beautiful photos.
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