You have rid yourself of the panic of vertigo?
Good, then choose a plateau, high and flat
Stand on the edge facing out
Close your eyes, stretch up and raise your arms high
Brace your body for the wind from behind
Think yourself into the shape of a swift
(the most aerial of birds)
If this is a dream, the wind will lift you
to soar above the forests and rivers
your veins delight in the excitement
as you dive and corner
swoop and circle with the swifts
And if this is not a dream?
Keep your feet on the ground
and enjoy the breeze in your hair.
reposting this poem from 2011, which I wrote in response to this prompt over on 26N, a great little prompt site, which was never used as much as it should have been and is now sadly defunct....