Higher Planes Poem by Kay Francis
Higher Planes
On metallic wings of hope,
violent noise propels man
through clouds of faith,
through the troposphere
and beyond
in accellereated exploration.
With every pound of thrust,
prayers gain altitude,
and the wonder
of universal forces
is magnified
by the ignited fuel
of curiosity.
In time I'll know
if you saw
the Eye of God
on your way home
to me.
Interesting 'flying' theme you seem to have. I wonder if you wrote this and your rainbow poem while on a plane? I like the sentiment here very much. Sincerely, Mary
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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I really like this piece.