New World

The city grows smaller

as gravity shifts

and pins me

to the seat;

peering out the window

I see the

city fade behind

the clouds.

Buildings and 

streets reduced to 

a size that makes

the world seem so fragile;

it seems we can

destroy a whole town with

just the slightest touch.

Soon we're in 

the sky,

flying off

to someplace different,

sun beating down,

clouds beneath me 

and endless blue enveloping the

plane.

Cold glass meets

my fingers as I

peer out into 

the new world around me.

Flying is quite the experience, even if you have done it several times. It's just the thought of being in the air and being someplace that looks eons away from the ground is such a change of perspective. 

It was just over 5 hour plane flight to Vancouver and about 4 hour plane flight back.