Flying Blind

The higher I fly,

The new heights I want to reach.

I’ve seen storm clouds from the other side,

And I always want to fly where the sunlight

Is cradled on top of thunderheads.

They’re dark and menacing from below,

But up here…

There’s nothing like it.

I look up,

The sky is clear as crystal.

I look down,

And it takes my breath away.

But then,

There’s a break in the clouds.

It’s so easy to forget.

Down there

The rain is so heavy,

You can’t see what’s right in front of you.

You look up and see nothing but blackness.

The thunder frightens you.

The lightning makes the tiniest hairs stand on end.

You’re trapped,

Far from shelter,

Lost in a world

Where day is as night.

And here I soar,

Riding the currents,

Gazing heavenward.

I’m sorry!

Let each of you look not only to his own interests, but also to the interests of others (Philippians 2:4, ESV).


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