Crossing time zones, leaving one world behind,
One world ahead.
We departed to billowy clouds, soft and gentle,
Hot towels, tiny meals, cramped quarters,
That and a passport, the easy price to pay for adventure of this kind.
But for now we race through the night,
Fleeing from darkness,
Catching up to morning,
Catching up to a city already ahead and awake. Alive and vibrant, ready to tell its stories.
Madrid calls to me, with whispers of
History, of beauty, of change and challenge.
I fly through the night with an open heart and an open mind,
Ready to receive the gifts that are waiting within your walls. An awakening for me at long last. I am ready.
5 thoughts on “Night Flight”
Beautiful. I have never been overseas, but want to go. Everybody wants to see Italy, and so do I. But I want to see Spain first. Have the most wonderful adventures, Denise!~Deb
OH, and I meant to say some time ago that I love your blog’s new look!
Thanks for the good wishes about the trip and about my blog- it’s great to get feedback after I attempted to give it an update. :))
Be safe. Be happy.
Thanks, John! ❤️