Who Am I?

The cold wind on my face

no fear runs through my body

if there ever was I would be dead

I move swiftly through the air

I am on top of the world

I see all

nothing can hide from me

a glint of gold flashes

I spiral downward towards it

the grasp is near and yet so far

I dodge the oncoming danger that draw to close

I speed in its direction once more

I see it, but it seems to see me first

it gets lost in the glare of the harsh sun

I dive once more

the enemy is driving closer to my goal

he can not have it

it is not his

it is mine

determination ends abruptly with the rush of triumph

I have succeeded once more

I fear nothing

other wise I would fail

and fall

but I didn't this time

who am I you ask?

My kingdom is the sky

my throne a piece of wood that bends to my wants

my crown is the well earned sweat on my brow

and the golden flying ball that I hold in my hand

I fight for my crown each time

and I will fight to protect my crown at all costs

if I fail I am nothing

if I succeed I am everything

I am your Seeker.