In Transit

Waves of clouds
and the rapidly approaching dawn
Dark sky gives way
to stratified blue
I'm in transit somewhere over an ocean
I'm leaving home
I'm coming home
I'm coming back to you
I've traveled through time
and back again
Hurtling through the ether
in a shiny tin can
I don't think about the wings
or the engines pushing me forward
I just watch the rolling clouds
and count the hours until I'm home