“I believe that low-altitude perspectives serve us, giving us intimate reminders of our relationship to the land”
and our past histories on it’s planes.
I feel closer to the sky the longer I’m on land. And closer to the sea while on shore. Every time my feet leave the ground I feel I am airborne for years and the landing is always hard to handle.
I come from the land but I was born for the sky and sea.
I do not crave solidity, I wants moments like waves that are as free as the clouds. Constant movement.
But as a human being I am forever tied to the ground, always ending up back on shore.
This is where I live but not what I love.
But by living here I love more than I could if I had lived where I loved.
The sky is my love because I cannot contain it. I can not stay with it always. And the sea is forever leaving me on the shore.
It is a fleeting feeling, only getting so high before spiraling downwards. Rare and lovely and never tiring of the feel of the wind in my toes and in my sails.
If I had lived in the sky, no doubt, I would love the land more fiercely.
But as it is, I am envious of the birds,
while they sing their love songs to the ground.