Dreaming, and seeing,
Finding, retrieving.
Forming the clouds
From wax. Believing…
Holding them there,
Gently with care,
“They’ll open the skies!
We shall travel by air!”
Not land nor sea;
Now they are free!
Father and son,
No limits to see…
One moment flying,
Then falling and dying…
Icarus dead,
Daedalus crying…