airport days – August 2



airport days flying high

and away from family

calm and trusting that the

divine laws of physics work

yet again and man made

machines continue to hum.


we take our lives into hands

not our own so regularly

that notice is rare, trust

more part of our lives than

we admit.


turn turn turn that turbine

mill those thousandths of

thousandths of thousandths to

exquisite finitude. without question

I move forward on faith.


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