It was amazing to witness the Andean Condors’ aerial ballets. Sometimes they used the wind under their wings to remain stationary in midair. Sometimes they sped along at a blisteringly brisk pace. In the current presentation, I purposely created a sense of the latter … a flight of fancy dream.
A Flight of Fancy Dream Across the Steppe I fly From colossal cliffs so high The journey oft begins Enhanced by lofty winds My trip might actually seem A flight of fancy dream
~ Anecdote, poem and Andean Condor capture, A Flight of Fancy Dream © Jerry L. Ferrara