From The Sky

Looking down at the world
From a man-made machine,
Flying over water and land
I see people and places
And treetops and faces
And think of you, holding my hand.
It’s so small from up here,
This world we hold dear,
I could hold the whole thing
In my palm.
Devoid of emotion,
We’re a drop in the ocean,
Cloud shadows on the sea
Keep me calm.
On the ground far below us
The birds try to show us
How simple it is to just fly.
My own conscious mind,
Once complete and together,
Now spirals like a feather
From the sky.


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