at the top of Moro Rock
among the butterflies
and highness
everything stretches out
uncurling, unfurling
the sky, the curvature of the earth
horizons and the cosmos
like a cat after a nap
sinuous, all muscle and fur
suspended between
the earth and sky
is dizzying, mind-bending
peak/ behind you
all that is before you
the mountains
streaked white and granite
cutting ragged gashes
into the blue
tops of trees spread green
defying gravity
some cling to the rockface
like climbers
strung with ropes and harnesses
the freefall
of flying
like the falcon, like the eagle
arms spread, legs straight
diving through space and time
you won’t hit bottom,
as the ground approaches
you swing up and high
to find your footing
between earth and sky
and the butterflies
fluttering up on moro rock

I love when you right like this. I’ve very expressive, and visual.
Very beautiful.
Thank you — as I’ve said before, sometimes the prompt seems so appropriate, or it takes me someplace I’ve been or want to go!
I always love reading about you and flying….it’s so interesting and so peaceful too. great imagery. I see you (in my mind) soaring through the blue sky and puffy white clouds noticing the birds, trees ,everything….and so, so, calm and happy! Hope you are HAPPY and doing well. Laurie
Something strange is going on with my wordpress account (and my whole computer) so I’m not sure if this will actually appear.
I like reading your carryon tuesday posts — full of great stories woven around the prompt
Hope things are well with you and your family.
I wouldn’t want to ever hang glide or, jump off a rock and para sail (?) but, I would love to be an Eagle and free fly… amazing imagery
I’d love to be an eagle too! Or, a condor in the Andes perhaps.
I’ve always wanted to take a flight in,the old-fashioned (now I suspect) glider plane. I’m not sure folks still do that now there are hang-gliders and ultra, ultra lights.
I’ve also wanted to go up in a hot air balloon (never seen one close up) — guess I like the idea of “free-flight” but I’m not sure I could sail through the air the way hang gliders or parasailers do it. Guess I’m a bit timid