Ok Guys
A little poetry now...what do you think?
DEDICATED TO ALL THE AVIATORS, VIRTUAL OR NOT!!! TALLY HO!!!!!
High Flight
"Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I’ve climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
of sun-split clouds, — and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of—wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hov’ring there,
I’ve chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air....
Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue
I’ve topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace
Where never lark nor even eagle flew—
And, while with silent lifting mind I’ve trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand, and touched the face of God."
P/O John G. Magee, RCAF, KIA 11/12/1941
Per Ardua
(To those who gave their lives to England during the Battle of
Britain and left such a shining example to us who follow, these
lines are dedicated.)
"They that have climbed the white mists of the morning;
They that have soared, before the world's awake,
To herald up their foeman to them, scorning
The thin dawn's rest their weary folk might take;
Some that have left other mouths to tell the story
Of high, blue battle, quite young limbs that bled,
How they had thundered up the clouds to glory,
Or fallen to an English field stained red.
Because my faltering feet would fail I find them
Laughing beside me, steadying the hand
That seeks their deadly courage -
Yet behind them
The cold light dies in that once brilliant Land ....
Do these, who help the quickened pulse run slowly,
Whose stern, remembered image cools the brow,
Till the far dawn of Victory, know only
Night's darkness, and Valhalla's silence now?"
P/O J.G.Magee, RCAF
Samurai
"Flight is like swimming, it cant be forget that easily.
Even if I have been grounded for more than 10 years
i can still feel the pressure of the stick in my right hand
the throttle in my left and the pedals under my feet.
I can still feel the freedom, the purity of flight and all
the other things a pilot knows.
No, i didnt forget how to fly. If Japan should still need me
i will fly again. But i fervently pray that this isnt the reason
for which i should go back to rush the skies."
Saburo Sakai, IJN, 64 air victories
This 18th century German hymn is dedicated to ALL the fallen of ALL nations