To soar up to the mountains of the heaven's shimmering storm foils <br />Our minds like weightless carriages tear through light, lift us beyond <br />Where the mirrors part and shadow and fire twist in and out of voids <br />And chasms lay open wide the secrets of those once distant apparitions <br /> <br />To capture the silvery substance trickling from quaking thunderclouds <br />Thrilled, stunned and magnetized, wings and lightning; leaping synchronicity <br />Sizzling red slickers of flame, sizzling red slickers of our blood <br />Up in the glorious heights where these jagged flickers rip into infinity <br /> <br />To kiss the face of darkness, peering through the haze, damning the fraud <br />Of time and reason's fathomless, riddling eventual madness <br />Here our spirits' needless burdens are unsaddled and cast back downwards <br />Into the bottomless pits of nothingness where our lives were formerly harnessed <br /> <br />To rise in the tumultous winds that waste the faint throb of human breath <br />And feel no dread or care to stoke the strength of those inferior pulses <br />Here over and over we throw up and swallow in a multitude of deaths <br />And the choice to descend back to the earth shall be to us a choice bethrothed to Remorses <br /> <br />To feel the throb of the voices of creatures of old existing in everlasting time <br />We raise our spirits to grasp the endlessly flowing chorus of life <br />They sing one song with a single verse in a single joyous line <br />'Praise, praise, praise the Creator of All, for we are staying alive! ' <br /> <br />To be; the purest essence of our flight of reason is 'to be' <br />Perfect knowledge of every exploding, divine, electric sense of being <br />Overwhelmed high in the forges of thought where creation's dance is free <br />Soon we shall embrace the entire universe of life the mountains were concealing.<br /><br />Natasha Ashwe<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/flight-of-dragons/
