Bill Grace

Night Flight

Poem by Bill Grace

The tapestry of light passes beneath our wing
The wing dips left and right
Sun intimates her breaking presence
Daughter plays games beside me
I am not at the controls
God reigns.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 29, 2011