High Flight

By: Max Millhollan

Poem


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.


Hovering there I've chased the shouting wind alone


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, or 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.



Connotative Meaning

Laughter silvered wings


The author is excited to be in the air because he's less likely to be shot down.

Attitude

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