Because I Fly
Because I fly
I laugh more than other men
I look up an see more than they,
I know how the clouds feel,
What it's like to have the 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 billowed legs,
and feel then 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.
IMPRESSIONS OF A PILOT
Flight is freedom in its purest form,
To dance with the clouds which follow a storm;
To roll and glide, to wheel and spin,
To feel the joy that swells within;
To leave the earth with its troubles and fly,
And know the warmth of a clear spring sky;
Then back to earth at the end of a day,
Released from the tensions which melted away.
Should my end come while I am in flight,
Whether brightest day or darkest night;
Spare me your pity and shrug off the pain,
Secure in the knowledge that I'd do it again;
For each of us is created to die,
And within me I know,
I was born to fly.
At last, a DCO!
in love with flight and how it makes me feel :)
in love with the feel of Gs
in love because it's something i can profess i'm proud of
in love anytime, anyday
Guess i wasn't ready for idling, or sitting on the bench, and definitely not ready for rejection. Then again, who ever is?
The blinding light seemed so daunting. Yet, clouds take the sharpness away, blurring it so that it's comfortable once more.
In the air, i can hide away and find myself, my confidence and my worth again.
Lately I’m alright
And lately I’m not scared
I figured out, that what you do to me
Feels like, I’m floating on air
Pull and hold the back pressure, or i might nosedive and drop out of the sky
I don’t need to know right now
All I know is, I believe
In the very thing that got us here
And now I can't leave
Because i refuse to cut the ignition, shut down the engine and hear silence over the headset, which would mean the flight is done.
And when you've landed, you feel like getting back up there again even if it was hard.
It's harder to let go.
Say anything, but, say what you mean
Cause I’m caught in suspension.
and i rather like it here.
Because ironically, everything seems so clear.
I laugh more than other men
I look up an see more than they,
I know how the clouds feel,
What it's like to have the 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 billowed legs,
and feel then 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.
— Anonymous
IMPRESSIONS OF A PILOT
Flight is freedom in its purest form,
To dance with the clouds which follow a storm;
To roll and glide, to wheel and spin,
To feel the joy that swells within;
To leave the earth with its troubles and fly,
And know the warmth of a clear spring sky;
Then back to earth at the end of a day,
Released from the tensions which melted away.
Should my end come while I am in flight,
Whether brightest day or darkest night;
Spare me your pity and shrug off the pain,
Secure in the knowledge that I'd do it again;
For each of us is created to die,
And within me I know,
I was born to fly.
— Gary Claud Stokor
At last, a DCO!
in love with flight and how it makes me feel :)
in love with the feel of Gs
in love because it's something i can profess i'm proud of
in love anytime, anyday
Guess i wasn't ready for idling, or sitting on the bench, and definitely not ready for rejection. Then again, who ever is?
The blinding light seemed so daunting. Yet, clouds take the sharpness away, blurring it so that it's comfortable once more.
In the air, i can hide away and find myself, my confidence and my worth again.
Lately I’m alright
And lately I’m not scared
I figured out, that what you do to me
Feels like, I’m floating on air
Pull and hold the back pressure, or i might nosedive and drop out of the sky
I don’t need to know right now
All I know is, I believe
In the very thing that got us here
And now I can't leave
Because i refuse to cut the ignition, shut down the engine and hear silence over the headset, which would mean the flight is done.
And when you've landed, you feel like getting back up there again even if it was hard.
It's harder to let go.
Say anything, but, say what you mean
Cause I’m caught in suspension.
and i rather like it here.
Because ironically, everything seems so clear.

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