Up, to the boundless skies, to the endless blue
My silver wings carried me high as I flew
My craft climbed to embrace the rising Sun
Rainbow of lights swirled and joined as one
With speed I climb, into the turbulent air
As high as my restless spirit would dare
Chasing the wind, hovering in a celestial dance
The clouds around me float as if in a trance
I left the Earth behind to disappear in shame
The sky beckons me, a flickering flame
My soul longs to break the surly bonds
Atop the mountain peaks, and soar beyond
When my wings are washed with the beams of the sun
Alas my flying days are finally done
As the Elysian Field before me Unfold
I know that my plane had mechanically stalled
Full thrust and pitch down, that is the norm
The plane shakes and flies into the raging storm
Mayday, Mayday. Now, I will meet my fate
No grave for an Eagle, only a nest at the gate
Of immortality, as I transform with grace
Into a majestic Eagle, my destiny will embrace
While in silence, the Angels softly trod
I climbed into the heavens to touch the face of god
Maxwell O’Reilly
