in the sky,
looking from eye level
so it seems.
From high above the land,
clouds look purple
or is that the land?
We're in another world.
The tangerine light streams
into the cabin
and my eyes are drawn
to another of God's delight.
The arrival of the night.
-written on my flight back from New England, with the sun setting outside my plane window as we soared high above the land, following the curve of the earth and seeing the sun in a new light.
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