HIGH FLIGHT

This may be a very familiar poem to most of you. I had to seen it before my brother Lee passed away last May. Familiar or not, it´s well worth repeating!

HIGH FLIGHT

By Pilot Officer Gillespie Magee – No. 412 Squadron, RCAF

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 on – 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 delicious, burning blue,

I’ve topped the windswept 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.

Verse on Funeral Folder for Lee A. Phillips

Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding. In all thy ways acknowledge Him, and He shall direct thy paths. Proverbs 3:5-6 (KJV)