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Oh! I have slipped the
surly bonds of earth
And danced the skies on
laughter-silvered wings;
Sky Mandala
II

- and done a hundred
things
You have not dreamed of -
wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there,
I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless
halls of air.

Sky Mandala
IV |
Sky Mandala
I 

Sunward I've climbed,
and joined the tumbling mirth
Of sun-split clouds

Sky Mandala
III 
Up, up the long,
delirious, burning blue
I've topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace
Where never lark, or even eagle flew -
And, while with silent lifting
mind I've trod
The high untrespassed
sanctity of space,
Put out my hand and touched
the face of God.
John Gillespie Magee |