six miles up


as o'er the clouds i flew,

enthralled by blinding light,

'twas not the blue

that caught my sight,

 

but the endless hue of white.

 

a desert of snow,

a blanket of down,

solitude's glow

and privacy's crown

 

called to show this sacred ground.

 

but only near, my eyes did see,

'til up my gaze was shifted.

then flew my soul far from me

to desolate mountains gifted.

 

and longingly, my heart was lifted.



10/24/05

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