In-flight with Queen

A roar from the engine

The ocean beneath

White crests, blue ripples pushing the shore

Propelled into a mist of nothingness

Emerging into a land of softness

Mountains of sculptured fluff

Valleys of undulating forms

Sun-kissed edges create shadows

Shadows becoming elongated shapes

Below the thinning mountains, squares of green

Soft mountains hanging low in the sky

It’s a kind of magic, the music tells us

Horizons becoming blurred

The day slowly extends

An orange sun low in the sky

One heart one soul

You make me live

A feeling of freedom

Soaring, defying the laws of gravity

Kathryn Kaye Spence

Sydney to Perth

5th April 2014

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