From where I sit,
high altitude, earth
must be smaller
than I’m accustomed to:
looking out the cabin window.
Yet how vast! As if blanketed
by the shadow of the moon, such land,
such seas stretch before me
in black uncertainty, shining
vaguely with a promise: something
new, something unknown.
Hear! I meet the warble
of dawns coming wings,
the thrumming of the jets,
the monotonous engine.
I come to meet this darkness
squarely, plainly view both
the plain and the extraordinary,
and still I look forward
to coming home..
