Epiphany's Flight

Sky spreading thick like octopus ink Clouds crackled lit like tentacles pink The moon on the way to her brilliant parade with stars for the train of her gown Flying with eyes out the glass of the world Ground speeds beneath me, incredible blur Tree tops dissolve in the cover of night The plane holds the vacuum of sound Up, up, above I am privileged, awake while I hold up the earth with each breath that I take The sky is my ocean, the clouds are my dreams which for once, I hold the key to, it seems... Ping of technology, tin captain's voice pads all the passengers thick with white noise But I press my nose to the portal expanse as the body I'm in slowly leans... Sky calming me to the point of decision Lips like a silent prayer said with precision Just as the earth brings me up close again with it's gravity pulling me down I'll snap shot this ocean, this fluid emotion This once in a lifetime trip of devotion I'll settle my differences with moon, star and man before my enlightened feet bold touch the ground...