How can you explain something you've never done?
How can you explain the experience of flying in the belly of a giant, metal bird?

Their wingspans the length of a train-cart, their engines the size of your mom's car.
Holding many passengers within its safe, metallic walls,
being up so high in the air at about 40,000 feet.

How can you explain flying in the belly of a giant, metal bird?
Being so high in the air, you cross the tracks of another metallic bird who was up just a few more feet than you,
sandwiched between where there's no existence of clouds, and where the clouds begin.

Kind of how you are when you sleep.
Sandwiched between the thin sheet and the thick comforter, keeping your body secure from the cold.
Then being swallowed by the white, delicate, fluff *****.

Leaving only you, the clouds, the bright blue sky, the sun, the people.
Now you can experience the feeling of what it's like to soar in the giant, metallic belly of the bird you're flying in.