Exhilarating up, drifting
Reaching into a vision lifting
Tis' my breath of life, arising
Every minute and hour passing
It is one more day anew
I greet the dawning yet
To confront more challenges set
Pushing to the limits
The angels of nature spirits
Enjoying a hold on me - personally
I spread my wings to fly
Into a transcendental, sublime high
To maketh a covenant with the sky
Count the stars and enter
Into the sanctity
Of my Divine Maker
© daniel miltz
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