Sky differences
Dancing the skies of hope
Climbing the clouds of joy
Doing the things no-one has every dreamed of.
High up in the blue waste land.
Solitary silence surrounds me
Ominous threats waiting
Covetous planes soar past.
Sunward I fly
Chasing the timid wind
touching the face of God.
Not even an eagle dare fly past.
My craft whizzed through the deserted skies
But it wasn't deserted for much longer...
Now I'm spinning
and then
CRASH!
And I'm gone!