On Sep 9, 7:45*pm, Dave Newill wrote:
Dr. Bob Gillan - Flight Instructor for so many Central Indiana Soaring
Society members - has launched off on his final flight.

Bob was also an artist - his work is posted on the www.CentralIndianaSoaringSociety.org
cover page
Below is a poem from Bob about our sport - hobby.

Song of Songs - Robert Lee Gillan

Oh, that sweet melodious strain!
Sing it over for me again.
And let it echo as it sings
All along these tapering wings,
Now sound it with that pitch so fine
Around my cockpits curving line.
Sweet voice of upward rushing air
That whisks me from my world of care,
And flings me up to lofty heights
In paths of hawks and eagle flights.
Where towering clouds of white and gray,
That draw us from the earth away.
My little craft and I soar free
And sing the haunting melody.
For hours we soar that peaceful zone,
We're just a speck and all alone.
Alas, for me, the day must end!
I homeward now my way must wend.
But from my heart there breathes a sigh
For part of me was left on high.
Some sunlit day o'er hill and vale
My craft and I will upward sail.
And rise on wings where my heart longs
To hear once more that - Song of Songs.