Even flight

 Even flight
it is rare that I fly equally
over the air of this small city
through to the end of my destiny
not questioning the hills nor valleys

Flat even flight over the land
with the wind smooth and grand

Even Flight
It is quite a thing to see man fly
when not a rocket nor wings have I
I must have exacted a million failed trys
Only after dreaming am I accepted by the sky

Over the lowlands and tributaries
Along the coastlines and wide estuaries

will I ever control this flight
Am I fated to crash tragically to earth
Is there magnetism in my plight
I fly over it all, the world my glory firth
Airborn grinding the troughs tight
upon the convection I surf