Thursday, August 28, 2014
A Flight of Dreams
At the back of the flying mini-bus
The Earth, as so beautifully reflected in the Moon...
A township in the darkness far below
A baseball pitch in Richmond, Nelson. The light of an aluminium bat twinkles under the halogen flood-lights and crisp evening star-light
If we had landed precisely where we began I would have been happy. On a pilgrimage to the skies, I had not prayed, but dreamed.
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