Treasure Island

Michael Wride

(December,5th 1968 / Wells, Somerset, England, UK)

The Flight from Umeå


Looking east through the window
Intense, bright, white light from the early morning winter sunshine
Dissolving the clouds that shroud the frozen seascape far below

There is an austere beauty to the gleaming snow
A purity that enfolds the glowing sea ice in the gulf
Surrounding oases of cooling, steaming seas

And as I traverse this trajectory through the air
I prepare a path ahead for my sacred beloved
Who will soon soar through the same crystal cold skies as these

Submitted: Saturday, January 26, 2013
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This poem was written in February 2010 on a flight from Umeå in Northern Sweden to Stockholm. There was an incredible stillness in the frozen landscape below that I had to try and capture...

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