I always believed that one day, unaided I could fly;
surely I am so invincible; certainly, I cannot die.
Whilst I wait to fill the bath, I think of flying high,
Da Vinci calculated math, so mortals like I could try.
Totally understanding nature, for a better life!
This, his daily mantra, on which he avoided strife.
I visualise levitation, then my body loses weight,
floating in the bathroom, no time left to hesitate!
Mind over matter is all that matters, in my mental state,
time to soar away from here, before it’s much too late.
I feel it working perfectly, no weight upon the floor;
drifting up towards the ceiling, in readiness to soar.
Confidence now building, yes its time to flap my arms;
out the window, I start flying, moving with both palms.
Exhilaration in my mind, now finally, yes I can fly!
Painful inhibitions disappear, no longer am I shy.
My confidence has peaked, as I soar far across the sea,
suddenly, I have lost control, as the bath overflows on me!