Winged Room

On a heavy, gray earth,
A large room spreads its silver wings,
Sails into the sky,
Toward a bloodied sun.

A white ocean lay across the horizon,
Showers life to the ground,
Motionless crowd, their thoughts a wonder,
Soars high above.

Distant life bubbles below,
Inciting curiosity and imagination,
Flickering in a distant haze,
Like tiny stars in the night.

The room is twinkling in the dark,
Floating in a sea of frozen air,
New dawn glows at the limit line.


May 11, 2011

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