The Midnight Flight To Tel Aviv

MIDNIGHT FLIGHT TO TEL AVIV Scoff she did at friends now spirit filled Eyes were trained on tasks and money trails Work was done and clean up for milk spilled Never ending chores hit her like winter gales-- Promised visit found her jetting toward the sun Heart was grabbed while she was somewhere in midair Sabbath sent the holy airborne into whispering hum Exchanging places through the night in black clad pairs-- From her feet she felt the wondrous change Overcome infused with humble eager bliss-- Once announced in Hebrew airspace something strange Israeli pride of kindred spirit touched her like a kiss Homebound Hebrews burst in song Festive clapping, lively stomping feet This exuberant joy could not be wrong Such sweet passion was complete Victoria Anderson-Throop 2013