To fly high we need a good take off! An expert pilot knows how to start the engine properly ... Since our flight is and will be made up of words, what about a short beautiful poem by Edgar Lee Masters?

In youth my wings were strong and tireless,

But I did not know the mountains.

In age I knew the mountains

But my weary wings could not follow my vision.

Genius is wisdom and youth.

("Alexander Throckmorton" from SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY)

Enjoy the flight.

1 comment:

phylly3 said...

Your blog is one year minus one day older than mine! I should be able to remember that! Congratulations, on a spectacular first year!!