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The Wings of Icarus by John Morressy
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Fly neither too high nor too low was his advice,
That careful artificer,
Moderate in all things as he ever was.
But how can any soul be moderate
When the sea’s a breathing carpet of deep blue
Sown with diamonds, and the sky a softer blue,
And both are beckoning?
I will soar to the warmth of the sun,
Swoop to the cool embrace of water,
Bathe in my freedom in sea and air,
Fly too high, too low, too far, too fast,
And if I fall,
I fall from a height no man has reached before.
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"The Wings of Icarus" By John Morressy, copyright © 2006, with permission of the author.
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