And for my next trick ...

There she goes again that phoenix
Lilting through the skies.
Not daunted by the sharp descents
Nor dazzled by the heights.
She navigates the coming winds
So dexterous and so sure.
With grace and style and dignity,
Inspiring love and hope and awe.
Now she swoops, now see her rise,
now she soars and now she dives,
Now she wheels, oh how she flies.
Such a Vision,
What a sight.