Levitational Essence
Listening to:Yes It's True, Taxi
Thinking of:
Sat on the tarmac, gleaming silver body curved purpose built yet gently aggressive. A friendly giant it seems… carry me home, or miles through the wilderness. Droplets of water on the pane, like silent tears echoing the sentiment of the lone passenger, across the oceans to the embrace of familiarity whatever that entails.
A short burst and with wheels rolling at pace, one’s back forced back onto the chair. One, two no three and we’re in the air, a journey towards the clouds, like humanity extending to touch the face of God. Is it any surprise how Icarus fell for the trappings of flight, to soar. Is it any wonder why men have envied their feathered counterparts, copied ever so diligently their motions to gain a temporary respite from the grips of the laws governing earth bound denizens.
Exhilaration, anticipation, fears and awe encapsulated in one moment. To the horizon, one told Pegasus, so henceforth we move from this land onwards towards the rising sun, the horizon to different territories. Flight may be spoilt by the masses but its magic is only a scratch below the surface.
Thinking of:
Sat on the tarmac, gleaming silver body curved purpose built yet gently aggressive. A friendly giant it seems… carry me home, or miles through the wilderness. Droplets of water on the pane, like silent tears echoing the sentiment of the lone passenger, across the oceans to the embrace of familiarity whatever that entails.
A short burst and with wheels rolling at pace, one’s back forced back onto the chair. One, two no three and we’re in the air, a journey towards the clouds, like humanity extending to touch the face of God. Is it any surprise how Icarus fell for the trappings of flight, to soar. Is it any wonder why men have envied their feathered counterparts, copied ever so diligently their motions to gain a temporary respite from the grips of the laws governing earth bound denizens.
Exhilaration, anticipation, fears and awe encapsulated in one moment. To the horizon, one told Pegasus, so henceforth we move from this land onwards towards the rising sun, the horizon to different territories. Flight may be spoilt by the masses but its magic is only a scratch below the surface.
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