Horizon -
definitive line of indefinite space
shimmers east,
bearing fire that brands our days.
Elevation and barometric rise,
Instrumentation says 'Go',
Assess the stress on the carriage -
balanced, for now.
Soar over patched work
and bounded lines.
Details of disarray
blurred in the resolution.
Gaze on the pastoral scene
below, behind.
Vaporous brume,
my obscure haze
Liftcoefficienthalfdeltavelocitysquaredsurfaceareaofwing.
Don't think.
Just go.
Angry zephyr blasts an
unbuffered fuselage.
Tempest! Hightail.
Exhilarating restlessness
shakes, falls.
My reflective carriage
heatsflexescools.
Fuelled and oiled to
thrust on direction.
Propel westward then,
this finite ember will
dip
to the dissolving
horizon.
