from the plane
i see a thin
ribbon of road
that never ends
but instead
reaches to
the edge
of an infinite horizon
and then
curves up
into a sunburst sky
and penetrates a sea
of clouds
that look like
jagged mounds
of white cotton
and there
the curve
of the natural earth
shifts
and the plane banks
left
and if I squint
I can almost see
the beatific face
of
God
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