THE ECSTASY OF FLIGHT
TO; Sometimes When We Touch

Last night I dreamt of flying
 Of sailing past the moon
Of soaring, dipping diving
To some forgotten tune
I felt the wind of heaven
I sensed the breath of God
And I awoke remembering 
All that I had lost

CHORUS      Sometimes all in vain
On tiptoe I will strain
To reach up and try to touch the sky
I want to leap clear of the ground
Never to come back down
Don't hold me here when I only want to 
fly

Oh you can bring me bright pearls
And you can bring me jade
But they can never equal
The price that I have paid
Exiled here from Heaven
Would I be better dead
Than to loose the bridge of feathers
That my feet ache to tread

Please give me wings of paper
Or give me wings of steel
Anything to lessen
The longing that I feel
To rise up like the phoenix
Once more as light as air
To see creation from above
Oh Gods! it isn't fair

The printed word can lift me
And fly me far from here
The silver screen transport me
To distant hemispheres
But pure imagination
Never can requite
The cruel desire for freedom
In the Ecstasy of Flight 


By Michele [Miki] Dennis