Blue Sky
The early sunlight nearly sparkles off of
The white gleaming jet as it climbs steadily
Against the pale blue Carolina sky
I hear and feel the power of its engines
As it groans beating gravity on its rise
Each passenger belted anticipating a destination
The boy in the fifth row thinking of baseball
A women looking next to her making sure that her
Child is not as nervous as she is
The man back in 19D knowing his trip was a waste
Wondering when the pilot had his last drink
Each with a story
Each coming or going known to them
Someone they've left or are traveling to
He had helped her place her bag in the overhead
Would she talk to him as they leveled out
The houses and trees began to flatten and lose their depths
As the plane swiftly ascended over 4,000 feet
It was heading away
It was heading towards
In your life, do I just become a dot in the distance?