Breaks land from night
Sun's first rays
Not yet touch the sleeping
City lights
Quilt work patterns below
Whip cream clouds
Warm sun upon my face
Descending through layers
Dark then light
Farewell to the sun
Back to earth
And all that awaits
Again in the air
Again on the ground
Cities all look the same
Perspective on life
From His point of view
What will I find
Next time around?
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