To have dreamed is to have lived

Icarus Icarus spread your wings and fly, you progressive plane- fly fly fly through the thick air and the dusty clouds, fly fly fly through the atmosphere and just dangle there somewhere in space before flying once more past the stars the moons the planets. The radiant light is upon you, it begs you Icarus to spread your wings and fly fly fly - fly straight into the gleaming inferno for it is there that you will surely meet your fate -
shrug off the flames Icarus and kiss
the sun with your gentle wax lips.