High Flight
High Flight
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, delirious, burning blue
I’ve topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace
Where never lark nor even eagle flew—
And, while with silent lifting mind I’ve trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.
This poem was written by John Gillespie Magee, Junior (June 9, 1922 – December 11, 1941) He was an Anglo-American aviator and poet who died as a result of a mid-air collision over
President Reagan, in a moving broadcast to the nation after the space shuttle Challenger exploded in 1986 paraphrased the poem: "We will never forget them nor the last time we saw them this morning as they prepared for their journey and waved goodbye and 'slipped the surly bonds of earth to touch the face of God.' "
Portions of this poem appear on many headstones in
We thought it appropriate to share it with you this Memorial Day....
MCA
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