Flight and Light

October 13, 2011
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Emerging from the clouds
We float above a city of
Gleaming highways and
Golden street-lamp strands

I peer outside and gasp at
The glittering lights, like
twinkling droplets of morning dew
Suspended on gossamer webs

Manmade magic, I muse
And the plane sways as if
To agree, and made unstable
By its awed confession.

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