Flight, a poem by Dessy Tsvetkova at Spillwords.com
Nathan de Fortunato



written by: Dessy Tsvetkova


The plane took off.
The porthole became full of sky.
In a few minutes,
the sky began to light up…
We flew off into the sunset.

I rechristened myself.
I started enjoying the light show…
I so adore these moments,
when being
in the sky,
when I can feel completely small
and in the same time –
absolutely blessed…

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