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 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.
--John Gillespie Magee, Jr

n o r t h




w e s t

Navajo Prayer
In beauty may I walk;
With beauty before me,
may I walk;
With beauty above me,
may I walk;
With beauty below me,
may I walk;
With beauty all around me,
may I walk;
In beauty, may my walk be finished



e a s t

"When you do something, you should burn yourself up completely, like a good bonfire, leaving no trace of yourself."
--shunryu suzuki




s o u t h

"The river she is flowing, flowing and growing. The river she is flowing, down to the sea.  Mother carry me your child I will always be. Mother carry me, down to the sea."  --Source unknown.




"MsAlien Speaks"  translation
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