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Free-Flight
(after flying
my first glider)
The wind is your only companion now,
Lifting you into your own experience,
Clearing your cluttered mind of all earthly cares.
You are free of the tether that binds you to all otherness;
You are on a path where there is no path.
Imitating the eagle,
You suspend yourself on the invisible
That means everything to you.
How difficult it is to trust that which we cannot see,
The invisible within us,
Willing to give everything for us,
If only we would believe
In the inner unseen self,
Willing to sustain us beyond all reason.
The journey we could travel,
Believing in this pathless path,
Suspended by the unbelievable,
Would amaze, frighten and delight us
Beyond our imagination;
If only we would trust
In the interior angel
We cannot see.
The quiet, almost limitless boundaries,
Give us vision that astonishes us,
Takes our breath away,
Preparing us to see further
Than we have ever seen before.
And something within you,
Knew all of this before you took flight,
And
you find yourself still fascinated
By the hawk gliding on the wind above.
September 2003
– Donnel Lester
