soaring (100 words)

When I was a child, I used to watch war movies.

I would see footage of dive bombers flying in formation -- peeling off, banking right, and diving steeply. I identified not with the viewers, nor with the pilots, but with the planes; and each time I saw it, I felt I was soaring.

Sometimes when I am driving, and I bank into a sharp right turn down a steep hill, I feel that soaring leaping feeling in my heart, and again I know what it is to fly.

And I think it means that once, long ago, I was a falcon.

-- Pope C

For Annie's falcon: "We are all perdu."

"Goodness, that was posted ages ago. I'm surprised you remember."
"It stuck with me."

I'm still fairly happy with this one. It even inspired Blair to post an original followup, to the astonishment of the multitude.

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