"Icarus, remember, never to fly very low or very high, for the fogs about the earth would weigh you down, but the blaze of the sun will surely melt your feathers apart if you go too near." Who could remember to be careful when he was to fly for the first time? Are birds careful? Not they! And not an idea remained in the boy's head but the one joy of escape.

At first there was a terror in the joy. But when a great wind filled his wings, and Icarus felt himself sustained, like a halcyon bird in the hollow of a wave, like a child uplifted by his mother, he forgot everything in the world but joy. He longed for one draft of flight to quench the thirst of his captivity: he stretched out his arms to the sky and made toward the highest heavens. But warmer and warmer grew the air. His wings wavered, then dropped. He fluttered his young hands vainly.-he was falling. The heat of the sun had melted the wax from his wings; the feathers were falling, one by one, like snowflakes; and there was none to help.                                                            Sun over the Isle of Arran, Scotland

 

    I See the Sun Smile  |  Sunset            Running   Equinox  |  Forever   Icarus  Setting  | Grey Out  |  Shadow Anymore
    I See the Moon  |  Tale of a Seashell   Only One  |  Eclipse |  Invisible | Forever  Fantasy  | Other  Full  | Once Upon a Time
    I See the Stars Dance | Dust | Flower | Wish | Another | Angel | Twinkle | Always | Certain | Dreams | Instead | Guide | Heaven
    I See the Clouds | Will You? | I Will | For Two  | Where | Somewhere  | Illusions