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From the Plane

Looking down

At little square blocks

Lined with little square houses

Entangled with winding roads

Circular patches of electric blue

That are really just swimming pools

Tiny cars

Like ants

Move swiftly

And I think

How very small

The invisible drivers

Must be

How very small

2 replies on “From the Plane”

How small all of our problems are indeed! Thank you for taking me back to some of my favorite memories… There is something very magical (or at least spiritual to me) when we have the opportunity to see how tiny our world really is. And that’s just the view from an airplane!

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