The wide open field
of a soon to be...
harvested wheat
Sways before me
as far as an eye can see,
maybe even farther...

I take a deep breath
and gulp...
Then a little more,
now I’m sure,
there will be enough
air in my store

I’m off and running
in my fastest’est sprint;
My legs never knew?,
this faster, so swift...
Now the shafts becoming,
a burnt orange blur

I feel nothing
not anything,
Not a damn thing, under my feet...
suspended, with my arms like flapping,
saying,
Wow, this is so unbelievably, sweet...!

The wind is against me now,
airing, beneath my limbs
Thinking to myself,
"Wow... I can breathe!"
floating, above meadows and trees,
in wing

Turning in a left,
then right, directional  flight
now, just enough...
Feeling this,
seemingly...
cleansing my slight

Above the world, I soar in awe
like a bird in the sky,
I want to call...
Shout to anyone,
"Fly here with me, into the clouds!"
Here me back, when I sing out loud...

Looking down and around
...now above the ground
Looking far and wide
spirting in His sky
I’m so light right now,
whispering..."God, I love to fly!"

"Is there anyone up here?"
And to my surprise...
There pulling up next to me
was a pilot...smiling
He just waved at me
with a great big grin

So I summoned back,
lifting my flap
and then I fell
flat on my head 
right out of my bed!
Dag-nabbed,  I hate getting up!"

Copyright December 2006
Kimmy van kooten