Song for a Pilot

WHO plows the sky, said a wise man,
Shows himself a fool;
But he went out to plow it —
Taught in a different school.
Who sows the wind, says Scripture,
Must reap and reap again;
But he went out to sow the wind —
And reaped the bitter grain.
He took his death like charity,
Like nothing understood;
He freshened all the oldest words
With all his blood.