Aeroplane

You saunter in your winding path

And then -

Standstill

Then whirr of turbines,

Trill of engine

The window shows the far off trees and earth

Blurring into an ochre

Sideways sideways

Until the earth tilts -

The angle of lift

Before falling

Away

As you realise

That all space

Is relative. And you are

Unbelievably

In

The

Sky

Although

By the cosmic approximation

You are still

Here,

Swaddled in the gravity

Of a tiny planet in a tiny galaxy

In a too vast Universe -

Standing still

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