Sunward I’ve climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth of sun-split clouds, – 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. — John G McGee Jr.
And then I fell. — Mark Rintoul - 1 hour ago