Flight From Texas (Abcrms) Poem by Leslie Alexis

In the great white phoenix
In the sea of mash-mellow
I look down and see the world below.

Here above,
With the Gods
I think of what must be -
Even as I look at the great white sea.

Up here:
With the Sun - my neighbor,
I carefully arrange the stars.

Up here, with the Gods,
I think of what must be
As I sit all powerful,
In the midst of the blue and the white sea.

Copyright © 2008 Leslie Alexis