Morning Flight

Silhouette of
trees
reaching
expectant limbs
to a vast
spacious sky.
Stars twinkle
and sparkle
their mirth
As pounding
waves
create an
ocean’s roar
as fierce
as any
lion’s
And more
enduring.

She feels the
breeze
drifting through
cracks in the
loosely
sealed window,
In rhythm with
her breath
in and out,
Cool and
fresh on her
face
as she snuggles
beneath
soft, warm blankets.

She rolls onto her back
The space heater
clicks and
flashes red and green
Her body sighs
She could take off
now
rising up on
invisible currents
soaring out the window
high
above treetops
into
an expectant dawn that
breaks
over the ocean’s
edge and
calls
her return to
an ancient
home.

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