Put on strength,
renew your vision,
rekindle the fire of your first love,
embrace the duty and call upon your life!
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, delerious 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 untresspassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.
John G. Magee 8 / 18 / 41
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"I'm discovering that a spiritual journey is a lot like a poem. You don't merely recite a poem
or analyze it intellectually. You dance it, sing, cry it, feel it on your skin and in your bones"
"Never lag in zeal and in earnest endeavor; be aglow and burning with the Spirit, serving the Lord" Romans 12:11
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