These were his last thoughts. “Strive for the Mountains, strive for the Sky, high and high ". Before He saw the clouds plow through the celestial vastness, and feel the sun burning his skin He thought about this. At the end of it all He spends himself, but free and serene. Poem (C): Me "The Lament for Icarus” (C): Herbert James Draper All the rights of the images, effects and GI…