High Flight

Submitted by OpenhandTeam on Tue, 07/19/2005 - 20:34

Here is a great poem by Pilot Officer Gillespie Magee who was killed during the Battle of Britain in 1941 in a Spitfire...

    "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 windswept heights with easy grace
    Where never lark or even 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."

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