flying

over these mountains
and the quilt of fields and houses
i feel somehow spiritual
like in a church of sky
with nature's monument
below me

i am
flying
nestling in these clouds
this metal bird will carry me
home

all this time i've spent so high
travelling place to place
looking out this window
over the wing
your spirit rests in these clouds
i feel you carry me

i am
flying
nestling in these clouds
this metal bird will carry me
home

as we start our descent
and the roller coaster stomach
starts-I grab a strangers hand
and blush-I didn't set out to do that!
and suddenly i see
the snowcap ice cream mountain
and the lakes and ocean slotted in between
penninsulas and housing tracts
Seattle comes up to meet me

i am
landing
this metal bird
has carried me home
from a church of sky
where your spirit still resides