The Holding Pattern

I am not a pilot or a bird
But I can fly
Up here
Stuck
In this holding pattern
Only 5280 feet between us

You are not a tower or a tree
Yet you can guide
Down there
Stuck
With those regulations

Only fog and traffic between us

Ah – I am safe
Yet safety is the enemy
I circle around
and around
Waiting for the “go ahead”
Trust is in your hands
Like grains of sand

I see it all
13 billion feet below me
I am a saviour and a god

I jump…

Jackie Blair McSween, Jan 2011

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