Designed to Fly

In light of my recent chat with Casey, I decided to share my favorite poem with you all. It's entitled 'Designed to Fly' by Ellen Waterston, and it's also the poem at the front of my Life Book if you will, a book of everything that makes me happy. Enjoy.

After ten hours of trying
the instructor undid
my fingers, peeled
them one by one
off the joystick.
"You don't need
to hold the plane
in the air," he advised.
"It's designed to fly.
A hint of aileron,
a touch of rudder,
is all that is required."

I looked at him
like I'd seen God.
Those props and struts
he mentioned, they too,
I realized, all contrived.
I grew dizzy
from the elevation
from looking so far
down at the surmise:
the airspeed of faith
underlies everything.
Lives are designed
to fly.