skydrift @ 45

skydrift @ 45 degrees
above the dark clouds;
that surround,
engulf my destination.
eye to eye with the moon,
brighter than i have ever seen.
the silence is eerie.
beyond the pressurized cabin;
lies the fury of the atmosphere,
the true nature of the skies,
the glitter in a snow globe,
constantly shaking.
my eyes retreat
from the glass,
leaving a little moisture.
as we level off,
my heart rate slows;
i’ve been here before!

©2009 Sean Muzzy