I am boarding a plane, again.
This time I am not sure how I feel about it
The newness of this world is exciting and calming.
I look for what's around the corner or above.
I can take the scenery for what it is which wild and beautiful.
There's more here, and I want to explore it.
The only problem is I don't know if I will see it again.
I want to move with the wind, push my limits.
And I want to explore and find the details of what is front of me.
I am a little bruised.
I need to find out how to use my legs.
Will I learn how high I can climb?
Will there be a next level?
If I can get through my doubts and insecurity, maybe I can glimpse the magic, again.
Even if it's a different place.
Do the doubts vanish with closeness of being held in what is security?
I fly with these clouds again.
I see the vastness of their landscape; their hills, valleys, oceans and mountains.
Sun sets and sun rises here on this flight as well.