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I like "Wind to thy wings" as a well-wishing --- it has something of the air of the old stick-and-rudder aviation era, as well as hawking (bird) feel ... and of course there's the Gerard Manly Hopkins poem "The Windhover" which begins:

 I caught this morning morning's minion, king-
 dom of daylight's dauphin, dapple-dawn-drawn Falcon, in his riding  
 Of the rolling level underneath him steady air, and striding  
 High there, how he rung upon the rein of a wimpling wing  
 In his ecstasy! then off, off forth on swing,  
 As a skate's heel sweeps smooth on a bow-bend: the hurl and gliding  
 Rebuffed the big wind. My heart in hiding  
 Stirred for a bird,--the achieve of, the mastery of the thing!

etc. ... a very dense poem, hard to understand at the first few (dozen!) readings ... ^z