I crest the top of the world
The sky a twinkling black
The ground below me sans light
The universe a mess of stars
Scattered below me and above.
A flight I’ve taken a thousand times
The amazement - now mundane
And here as I stare out my looking glass
I feel the wonder once again
The darkness vast, edge-to-edge
The light a humble glow
A shooting star races past above
And silence reigns below
Horizon ablaze with a midnight sun
Whose position I cannot fathom
The silver lining of this shadow land
And by mourning all undone.
Here and there a fire glows,
Galaxies spiraling out,
The northern lights beyond my sight
Their beauty without doubt
A new journey awaits me
New sights I haven’t seen
For all my delays and mishaps
On this flight I’m glad I’ve been
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