Took this photo today, and wrote a short poem for it, but I just couldn’t go beyond this one by John Gillespie Magee, Jr…

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 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.

…and if you’re still reading at this point, here’s mine

beyond all fear
a place of ecstasy
where storms
tear off the earthly chains
until at last
the things that bind are left
and I am one with Him