I Laugh more than other men
I look up and see more than they.
I Know how the clouds feel
What it's like to have blue in my lap
To look down on birds
To feel freedom in a thing called the stick...
Who but I can slice between God's billow legs
And feel them laugh and crash with his step ?
Who else has seen the unclimbed peaks ?
The rainbow's secret ?
The real reason birds sing ?
Because I fly
I envy no man on earth.
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