Dan McEntee mentioned Lucky Pyatt in his recent post. If you never met or knew Lucky, you missed an experience. I could share many stories about Lucky. He was an artist. He had a creative mind and after his retirement from from his previous career, he began to show us just that. Here is something he wrote that I think we can all relate to and want to share with you.
THE DANCE by Lucky Pyatt
It is but with a touch that you come alive.
I run to seek your control so that you can lift to be where you belong with me.
I raise my hand to show we're ready; We are one, to do what we are destined to do.
With the accuracy of a machine, and the grace of weightless snow; We together perform the beauty as only we can know.
We together climb to the stars and attack the ending ground.
Then turn away and laugh with joy at the shouting of this crowd.
We dance the circles and leap away to another part of time.
We spin and loop and blow 'em away; Because it is we that love to fly.
And now it's time to end this dance that lasts just moments then dies.
Thus I bring you down to touch the ground as graceful as you fly.