I fly all the time
but you can’t see me
invisible yet crucial
to your life I be

when in grave grief
or pain you’ll see
I slow right down
won’t set you free


it seems I have wings
yet no form confines me
you watch me constantly
yet I am an enigma

just when you think
you’ve mastered me
I’ll allude your control
so don’t grasp I plea

I can tick so slow
or fly so swiftly
time can be foe
or friend, let’s see

d’Verse, flight, Laura –
Top Guns about swallows, my favourite fantastical flight poem!