Hang Glider – Written Thursday, 23rd January 2025 (Aged 49)

Hang Glider

Ego.
It’s the hang glider that keeps you sky high,
up there on a breeze,
above the ground,
looking down on all those trees.

Ego.
It finds a belief—
and perhaps a need—
caught there in your own space and time.
You hang glide close to the lines.

But how long can you stay
up in the wild, wild, wild sky?

Eventually, reality comes with a thud—
with an often deafening sound.

Ego.
It’s the hang glider that keeps you up.
But eventually,
you crash to the ground.

James Garratt – Thursday 23rd January 2025

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