White ribbons dart through the sky
Trying to keep up with jets
Have you seen the desert through a mist?
Rock and sand stretch farther than my eyes will
They ache from sunshine like I havent seen in five days
But everything's hazy from 4500 feet up above
I dont understand how spits of cloud can linger in such a way
Have you seen the clouds part?
I hadnt before this day
But now I have seen majesty
Sometimes the barrenness looks like the ocean
Or a beach
Sands ripple and fold, swirl and flow
I've learned so much, and I've been gone for 5 hours
My forehead is pressed against this grimy window
Counting the ice crystals formed on the other side of the pane
Try as i might, I cannot see ahead
I can only watch behind
If there was a door, I'd step onto the wing and bask in the speed and the sun
Everytime the plane dips to this side
I see sand
I could pick it up, a handful, and fun the silky grains through my fingers
Have you ever seen a horizon?
I never knew what a horizon was until i followed a winding river past my mind's belief
And the best we can do with this world is to make grids upon grids out of it
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