You are gone,
leaving one million possibilities
though one chosen
rising in the desolate sky
the smallest light in the darkness,
I see you through the din
your light, though small
shines as steady as can be,
the blink of the eye reveals
You are gone,
Flying high on weightless wings
to chase the winds through sunlit skies
your worthy machine still softly sings
through the boundless halls of air,
The wind calling out clear
You are where the sky meets the earth,
slowly fading into the horizon.
...
Your note still left in our hearts