taking off at night
the plane’s shadow glides along
breakers of white clouds
islands of light float
among ocean of darkness
full moon seems closer
no longer where we left
not quite where we are going
here but not yet home
taking off at night
the plane’s shadow glides along
breakers of white clouds
islands of light float
among ocean of darkness
full moon seems closer
no longer where we left
not quite where we are going
here but not yet home
small face of a child
reveals a bright orange glow
sunrise behind me
herded like cattle
packed together like sardines
privilege of flight
hurtling down runway
exhilaration of speed
time to let ground go