By Lynn ...
Date: 23 March 2001
Dreaming In The Clouds ....
at twenty-two thousand feet up i look out my window
and watch the clouds race by. a moonless sky is above
and every so often i see the faint flicker of a
peaceful world below. the gentle hum of the jet
engines remind me all at once that circumstance is
once again taking me from my own private heaven ...
a place where the simple touch of your hand elates me
like nothing else in my life.
for a moment i'm afraid to speak or breath or move
because i only want to hold to the moment forever. i
only want to regale in what consumes me ... that wonderful
mysterious thing called "love" that has stirred and inspired me.
i close my eyes and press my head against the window as
the world glides peacefully and quietly beneath me ...
and then a thought moves my heart ...
.. as this day comes to a gentle close, as my plane slips
gently through the cool spring night, i'm suddenly aware for
the first time that although it carries me closer and closer
to the place i live ... it secretly carries me further and
further from the only real place i can ever call home.
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