Like Hummingbirds and Astronauts


Above the chaos, lives and clouds

A stillness – silver, pure as light –

Envelopes all and coats the stars,

Creates the blue and planet’s curves.


Above, in flight, as one we flow,

As lines, as points, as rippled air,

As pressure nodes of thunder’s birth,

We burst a universe of wings.


And there where blood and breath won’t flow,

Our feathers brush the edge of space,

And on this stratospheric arch,

Our wings touch tips then head for Earth.


We carry in our hearts the calm.

We’ve seen the truth: it’s all there is.




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