Joy of Flying

By Myrliss Hershey

One of the joys in life: watching winged ones fly,

Gliding, soaring – a treat for the eye.

Sometimes in imagination, I join them in flight;

Shedding earthly cares for inexplicable heights.

Flying: freedom’s metaphor;

Letting go of fetters – to soar.

Finding the thrill in releasing despair,

Mingling with winged ones high in the air.