WHAT FOR I NEED
UNLIMITED SKIES
What for I need unlimited skies
if not to spread my wings
and fly slightly
gliding over clear blueness
in mild air whisper
embracing roses of winds
circling and spiraling
curly and twisted
enjoying tumbling and freedom
in warm, sunny shine
and glazed reflections
of the oceans beneath
wildness of wilderness
nature, love, ecstasy and joy
pirouetting in mesmerized ravishment
in quintessential bliss
of God given gifts of life
what for I need unlimited skies
if I cannot caress them while fly
if not to delight
their heights
