Oh the joy!
My soul thrills
To see the sky
In all its hues.

I see clouds
Racing past my
Head. I feel the
Rush of wind upon
My face.

All the heavens
Ring with my
Song. they sing with
My voice and laugh
With my rolling laugh.

I look at
The lofty stars.
I look at the
Ground. I pray that
I will not have
to change my name
to that of Icarus.