I wonder how it feels
To rise up against gravity,
To be at an altitude,
Higher than any building level.
Surely the view from up there
Must be spectacular to behold.

It's one thing
To fly in an airplane,
It's another
To fly by ourselves.
We 'fly' in both cases,
But the latter is something else.

When we think about flying,
We usually think about birds;
When we think about birds,
We usually imagine
Their pointy beaks,
Their feathery bodies,
Their tiny legs,
And most of all,
Their iconic wings.

Wings are for flying,
A very well-known fact.
The only function,
We all presumed.
Take it away...