Flight   1 comment

Flying in a metal bird

Made from man’s imagination

All this effort and ingenuity

To get from here to there

For years of countless generations

This has been a burning quest

Requiring time and talent and much unrest

To first believe then achieve a skyward peopled flight

I propose that this has been disguised and often unidentified

This inner knowing, constant yearning, mental churning

Desire to attain an ultimate and evident closeness to the Heavens

To be nearer to our home

Oh foolish generation

Who knows not God as Love

A commuter-ship to Mars and back still would leave a desert gap

If not navigated by the Spirit

Making heaven home the mark

By pleasing our Creator

With love for one another

Is a worthy goal and an unparalleled destination

db

 

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