Flying over our country gives one a new view, or as Proust says, "Seeing with new eyes." I am a big fan of the Big Bang Theory. When Howard gets to see the world from the International Space Station, I see my view from the window of an American Airline plane.
View from American Airline Flight
The blanket and the patch work at 30,000 feet
Man’s attempt to connect and conquer.
Squares viewed from above;
Little altars of love.
Yielding harvest to nurture:
Corn for fuel, grain for bread,
We eat, yet do not feel full.
Cramming down loafs, where a slice is sufficient.
Fearing that others will have our portion;
Afraid to share and to breathe,
As we inhale, the fears and hunger passes;
And we rise.
Above the clouds to view the abundance.
Vast and bountiful Mother sits.
Able and willing to share with all:
She beckons with outstretched arms,
“Welcome, my darlings…Come.. Enjoy…”
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