Why return? Take flight... drop in some poetry for us the land-bound... and keep flying. Great poem.

Aristotle and Plato have nothing on you, my friend. You do soar with this one. I can see you in the lotus position on the top of some mountain in the Andes closing your eyes and being spoken to by the hawks as if you were a brother... which you are...

jadi, seeing a bird soaring on thermals is one of my favorite sights - inspirational - and your words lift me up to the sky. This poem might even spark one of my own. ;-) ~Chelle~

Like a myth, the absorption of "essence" and transformation. The study of "the essence" of anything is transforming and tends to make one soar, and especially so-- and amusingly even, if one studies "Ornithology" "With a desire to take flight". This has the sound of an essay in the title, and then the personal tale of transformation takes the reader to fancy "flight" itself. I love that the taking in of "more" to become less (but more) --"lighter"-- and that by the end we realize that it is a musing of one in flight... as if man transformed to bird is speaking to us. A personalization of the oldest of legends, a realization of man's basic desire... to soar, transcending self.