I took a walk on an airplane wing,
it was full flight, no one seemed to notice.
Outstretched arms, flew insane speed,
this can only happen once in a lifetime.
Wind rushing over my face,
freezing air held me.
I balanced in this remarkable affair,
swimming in the clouds.
I was a celestial being,
lifting one leg afloat,
flipping to regain my stance,
I almost fell in the fluff.
Dancing upon the airplane wing,
the plane my strength of gravity.
The wing my glue, stuck I was,
to stop the force trying to knock me.
Looking down at the grand huge earth,
beneath my vigilant stare,
I gasped in awe at how small I am,
the schemes of my thoughts seem futile.
Escaped back to the daydreaming midst,
my hair caught with the wind.
in ridiculous ways.
I found the perfect place to leap,
crowded soft space,
holding onto my balancing phase,
and it lead me to the sun.