A little fun. I have been describing soaring to power pilots as the
Haiku of aviation, seemingly simple, but actually perhaps the most
multi-faceted. Got me thinking, why not give it a try? Anyone else
care to try?

This is really addictive!


Warmth and wind raise us
Minds, not motors, propel us
Soaring silently


Corkscrew up to clouds
Running downwards at high speed
Gliding is an art


No second chances;
Every landing is final;
Airmanship is key


A glint of high white
A glider soaring in wave
A sublime ascent


Fuel doesn not bind us
Gravity does not hold us
Our minds make us free