Aloft

 Aloft 

When hope flicker and slowly dies 

I soar upon the canvas of cerulean skies 

Aloft in mysterious realms where only eagles dare,

My wings of steel carry me in the air 

Unfurling wings of courage together strong 

The Eagle scream and sing my song 

Above the mountains, in valleys deep,

A dance with the clouds, a secret to keep.

Aloft, where souls and aspirations play 

In sunlit expanse, together they find their way,

Gravity's hold, they defy,

Reaching for stars that grace the sky.

With every beat of feathered grace,

A symphony of flight takes place,

In silence vast, where dreams are spun,

Aloft, the spirit and sky are one,

As time stands still in azure embrace,

A dance of wonder, in boundless space.

Aloft, where whispers of my broken heart,

Find echoes in the heavens, long to depart 

A symphony of hope, a timeless art,

Aloft, we soar, Eagle and pilot, never apart 

Maxwell O’Reilly