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!