He play'd his wings as tho' for flight; <br />They webb'd the sky with glassy light. <br />His body sway'd upon tiptoes, <br />Like a wind-perplexed rose; <br />In eddies of the wind he went <br />At last up the blue element.<br /><br />Gerard Manley Hopkins<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-preparing-to-fly/
