Flying free within the sky's,
My mind is free, and my spirit's high.
Strength tis there within.
With life aways nigh.
I fly with the birds,
Soar with the eagles,
Flitter with the brightly colored,
And glide with the magestic.
Always will I be flying,
And never will I drop.
For my mind is free and my spirits high,
While flying in the sky's.
6 comments:
That is a beautiful poem and image! oddly i just came from the beach and where I was snapping some seaguls and thought how free they are...
Veronica
www.mothercitymagic.blogspot.com
I like the poetry and the soaring bird. Nice shot. I think this is going to be the best Sky Watch Friday yet. The things I have seen are very encouraging and the photography is spot on. I really admire your photography skills and your critical eye for composition, lighting and texture.
Abraham Lincoln
Brookville Daily Photo
fantastic capture of flying free
Keep flying!!!!!
A MAN WHO LOOKED UP AT THE SKY
A man who looked up at the sky
Saw ravens and clouds flying by.
He had to look up,
The sky filled his cup—
He’s my kind of sky-watching guy!
© 2011 by Magical Mystical Teacher
Pearl Harbor sky
PERFECT!
Excellent photography and beautiful poem.
Regards!
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