When birds fly,
They do not soar.
They are.

We look up and see them soaring.
We soar, and yet we are.

I am soaring, and yet..

Others are plummeting.
They plummet and yet they were.

They may not move, but the ground comes up to meet them fast.

When I am soaring and I see the falling, do I swoop down?

Will I die plummeting, as I stop soaring, just so the ground can stop moving so fast?

From my height I can see all the animals of the realm.

Yet from my height, I am alone.

Soaring can be cold, so I keep moving.

Falling up and falling down are similar.