fly

To hear never-heard sounds, To see never-seen colors and shapes, To try to understand the imperceptible Power pervading the world; To fly and find pure ethereal substances That are not of matter But of that invisible soul pervading reality. To hear another soul and to whisper to another soul; To be a lantern in the darkness Or an umbrella in a stormy day; To feel much more than know. To be the eyes of an eagle, slope of a mountain; To be a wave understanding the influence of the moon; To be a tree and read the memory of the leaves; To be an insignificant pedestrian on the streets Of crazy cities watching, watching, and watching. To be a smile on the face of a woman And shine in her memory As a moment saved without planning.

Did you ever think that maybe we__e like that?_ she asks me.I smile into the dark. How many times have I thought of myself as the ocean? __ou think we__e like water?__emma sits up. The salty wind coming off the water snaps her hair around her shoulders. With one hand in the middle of my chest, she tries to push me into the sand. I__ strong enough to hold her off, but I don__ want to. I willingly collapse back and she crawls over me. Holding a smile on her face, she slips her legs on either side of my hips and settles her weight on me.In a voice thin as smoke, she says, __ell, maybe that__ how we start. Maybe, in the beginning, we__e nothing but a theoretical vast and empty sea with this huge open sky above us.__er hands press down on my stomach and her fingers pull at the bottom of my shirt. She leans forward until her breasts are rubbing against me and her mouth is almost touching the skin of my neck.__hen slowly,_ she continues, __ver time, the currents change and we build up these continents inside our bodies._ Now her fingers walk a path from my bellybutton to my sternum. __nd eventually, we have canyons and deserts and trees and beaches and all sorts of places where we can go and live.__ suck in a breath as Gemma flattens her hand on the skin just above my heart and kisses me just below my ear. Then she turns her face, fitting the crown of her head beneath my jaw and says, __ost of the time we__e safe on the land, but sometimes we get sucked out to sea. What do you think happens then?__ think about everything we__e shared today. I think about Gemma and me. And how it feels like the geography inside of my own body is changing, how it__ been changing from the moment I met her. Maybe even before that.And I think about the continents we__e building between us. The bridges of land moving from her fingers to mine and the valleys and mountains formed by her lips on my skin and her words in my head.I use both of my hands to cup her face and pull her to my mouth. I press my lips to hers, parting her mouth and drinking in her breath. __ think you__ have to start swimming.__ minute of silence ticks by.Over the low drone of the waves on the beach, she whispers, __nd what if you can__ swim very well?__ think for a minute. __hen you fly.

Sturdy swimmers afloat on water-couch Beneath the heavy bill their treasured pouchFishes pray for them to fly far away Inland lakes toast to the Pelican__ day

Let us fly, Madam Harpy Queen. Show me how you dance on the wind.

I always wondered why god has not given us wings ... it has given us Will instead .. fly or not not to fly.. its up to us

In 1912, a man named Franz Reichelt jumped off the Eiffel Tower wearing a parachute suit he designed himself. He jumped to test his invention--he expected to fly--but instead he fell straight down, hitting the ground like a meteor and leaving a 5.9-inch-deep crater from the impact. Did he mean to kill himself? Doubtful. I think he was just cocky, and also stupid.

Take these broken wings and learn to fly.

They lit her wings with the flames, but she raised to the sky soaring over the clouds until the whole sky caught fire. She flew staring at the destruction with her cold eyes, while the clouds came down as the balls of fire and burnt everyone, who tried to take her wings away into ashes.

If only our eyes were silver feathered wings, undoubtedly, we would lash-lift our shimmered lids to the highest of life's limitless heights...then innately, instinctively, intentionally we would fly.

Never fear what people will say... Never think you can't do it because it was never done before! You can be the source of change that is suspending for quiet a long period now! You too can fly!

The winged beasts and angels know, that mortals cannot fly. But how I flew to see the sun; a broken bird am I.

Let your ambitions fly. Let nothing hold you back.

Yeah. I'm the fly in the soup. I don't like it any better than you do. Flies don't like being swamped in soup, especially when it's hot.

Your life will fly by, so make sure you're the pilot.

What are you doing to me?_ he asked the crow, tearful. Teaching you how to fly. __ can__ fly!_ You__e flying right now. ____ falling!_ Every flight begins with a fall, the crow said.

Be bold and fly toward the unknown. Discover a road that was never known.

A friend is an open sky with whom you can open wings of your mind to fly.

Since I can't turn into a bat and fly, I'll still need my bus pass