My eyes boundless are unbent to kiss the sky. <br />Up, held not by fetters, but bird-free to fly. <br />Jet-flight mends my spirit with loftiness by <br />Me. Blue within my eye's view, vast and high. <br /> <br />Outstripping gravity's hold across the mile, <br />Into my heart—strength of the eagle sets a smile. <br />With arms v-stretched wide as the wings plumed with style, <br />Freedom's pace escalates like the jet's speed dial. <br /> <br />The sun's beam adorning my aura is sweet. <br />My mind from prison free, air friendly did meet. <br />Freedom like a blanket well over me is neat, <br />The dream of it now matured as fruit complete. <br /> <br />The rushing of light like the creek uplifts me, <br />To the stage of wind-great ecstasy I see. <br />Freedom to reach the highest heaven, the key— <br />That which grace did transform dear, restraint to be.<br /><br />Obinna Kenechukwu Eruchie<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/freedom-as-flight/
