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Literary: Lighter than Air

9/25/2018 08:12:00 PM Media Center 0 Comments




The travel isn’t the most immediate option,
Could’ve bought train tickets or passports.
This hot air balloon goes slow and up,
Steadily rising into the skies.

The take-off is surreal, as we float up
Weightless and with no direction.
Everything is serene and calming.
The gentle wind guides us to wherever.

Thousands of feet in the air, I look over the edge
“The people look like ants, the cars look like toys.”
You call me childish again, and I remind you
We’re both in a basket, carried by a balloon.

Seeing far and wide, the world looks bigger,
The outlines of the cities and the tall trees.
Our hands connect as it’s now clear to see
Our problems now seem like the smallest things.

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