I see wild rolling cumulus clouds
Like vast mountains arrayed cross the sky
And among the dark canyons a silvery cross
seems the might of those Titans to try
How audacious to think that insignificant man
could challenge the bird's realm up on high
Too think that he also could soar on the winds
where only the Eagles may fly
To not know his own limitations
and be earthbound like so many things
Then let his ego send him off to the stars
since the Good Lord has given him wings.