Arrival
Racing forward,
The ground slopes
Down into darkness.
The dozens of lights
Behind me
Fall to shadow
As earth rises
Above them.
And then, a glow,
As if the sun
Were rising,
My pursuers
Pushing into
The horizon.
We are all for home.
Arrival
Racing forward,
The ground slopes
Down into darkness.
The dozens of lights
Behind me
Fall to shadow
As earth rises
Above them.
And then, a glow,
As if the sun
Were rising,
My pursuers
Pushing into
The horizon.
We are all for home.