Apr 2016
The roar, the buzz, almost over taking the sounds of G-Eazy playing over my headphones
The roar, the buzz, the bouncing of this bright white vessel gliding through the air
The roar, the buzz, the ears popping every so often as the lady next to me sleeps peacefully
The roar, the buzz, the leveling out of the wings to reveal a beauty I've never seen before
Pinks, yellows, reds, and oranges that cannot be replicated peak from the clouds on the horizon and make their way into my memories
A smooth, glossy table top of grey clouds holds up this beauty that I have yet to see in my life
The winding rivers and lakes appear like a stream of water from my windshield or a puddle on the side walk from up here
This sight manages to soothe the uneasiness of my stomach and mind as we continue to make the climb
What a sight to behold
To be this high seems almost impossible but here I sit with my head about the clouds making my way to a distant home away from home
To be this high makes me feel blessed for what I'm embarking to, a journey he surely started me on long ago
To be this high, to see the beauty of this sunrises makes me want to believe again
To be this high, to see the beauty from this vantage point makes me ponder if this is what God behold in his own eyes
What a thought and beauty to behold as he might, the sunrise from god's eyes, from his height
I am nearly moved to tears as I sit next to strangers who have fallen asleep, not even making a peep, missing this beauty that my eyes hold in their gaze but the mind will keep with me for many days
I'm full of wonder like I felt as a child, the idea of being this high to me is just wild
Is anyone else feeling this way in this moment?
Is anyone awake to see what I see? What God wants us to see? What he needs us to see?
What would it be like to sit this high way up in the sky on a cloud of grey that's slowly turned to white and be within god's eyes?
The list of my wondering just continues to grow and grow so much so that it seems like my mind will not slow
The colors grow much more vibrant than just a moment before....was it a moment or has it been almost the entire flight?
I feel that I've lost track while gazing at the colors and white clouds that are stacked on one another
Who knows where I am or who I'm above, maybe it's a friend I haven't seen in a long time or just the sleepy world beneath me
Does a pallet of colors exist to recreate this?
The colors continue to peak and grow further than I could have imagined
I wish I could show you the pictures I've just taken in my mind
I wish I could share these images with you but I cannot describe them any further and the images are only mine to be had
What a blessing that is though, what a story I can tell you as soon as the rubber meets the concrete again
I'm far off from landing however, I'm glad too....because I want to gaze upon this through his eyes forever
Is this what looking through his eyes would be like?
I don't have the answers to nearly all of my questions and that's fine with me
I need to go now, I have more memories to make
I have much more to see
The roar, the buzz, the bouncing of this bright white vessel gliding through the air
The roar, the buzz, the ears popping every so often as the lady next to me sleeps peacefully
The roar, the buzz, the leveling out of the wings to reveal a beauty I've never seen before
Pinks, yellows, reds, and oranges that cannot be replicated peak from the clouds on the horizon and make their way into my memories
A smooth, glossy table top of grey clouds holds up this beauty that I have yet to see in my life
The winding rivers and lakes appear like a stream of water from my windshield or a puddle on the side walk from up here
This sight manages to soothe the uneasiness of my stomach and mind as we continue to make the climb
What a sight to behold
To be this high seems almost impossible but here I sit with my head about the clouds making my way to a distant home away from home
To be this high makes me feel blessed for what I'm embarking to, a journey he surely started me on long ago
To be this high, to see the beauty of this sunrises makes me want to believe again
To be this high, to see the beauty from this vantage point makes me ponder if this is what God behold in his own eyes
What a thought and beauty to behold as he might, the sunrise from god's eyes, from his height
I am nearly moved to tears as I sit next to strangers who have fallen asleep, not even making a peep, missing this beauty that my eyes hold in their gaze but the mind will keep with me for many days
I'm full of wonder like I felt as a child, the idea of being this high to me is just wild
Is anyone else feeling this way in this moment?
Is anyone awake to see what I see? What God wants us to see? What he needs us to see?
What would it be like to sit this high way up in the sky on a cloud of grey that's slowly turned to white and be within god's eyes?
The list of my wondering just continues to grow and grow so much so that it seems like my mind will not slow
The colors grow much more vibrant than just a moment before....was it a moment or has it been almost the entire flight?
I feel that I've lost track while gazing at the colors and white clouds that are stacked on one another
Who knows where I am or who I'm above, maybe it's a friend I haven't seen in a long time or just the sleepy world beneath me
Does a pallet of colors exist to recreate this?
The colors continue to peak and grow further than I could have imagined
I wish I could show you the pictures I've just taken in my mind
I wish I could share these images with you but I cannot describe them any further and the images are only mine to be had
What a blessing that is though, what a story I can tell you as soon as the rubber meets the concrete again
I'm far off from landing however, I'm glad too....because I want to gaze upon this through his eyes forever
Is this what looking through his eyes would be like?
I don't have the answers to nearly all of my questions and that's fine with me
I need to go now, I have more memories to make
I have much more to see
