White clouds serve as my only company.
In a world far above lonely ground.
This metal cabin with walls of cool metal.
All between me and miles of open air.
Heart beating faster as we climb higher.
Farther from Earth but closer to living.
Living far more than with feet planted firm,
On that secure ground far, far below me.
Red to green the signal light now flashes.
Just as my life then does before my eyes.
Open air to greet my body, I fall.
Weightless but for the wind to remind me.
Flight is for the birds, of course except now.
Gravity as my only intention.