Cold and Uncertain
shaken and stirred;
Flying through clouds
so quickly they’re blurred.

Hold, comfort
and buckle me in;
Make us trust
in safety again.

Sitting armed with a passport
and strapped with hopes from the past;
Remembering the memories
which are certain to last.

Then optimistic voices,
so assuring and true;
Projected feelings of calm
on behalf of the crew.

Upon my mind
all the pressures grew thin;
As feelings of hope
were strengthened within.

Recent atrocities
we’ll never forget;
But today on this flight
their match has been met.

There are those who’d love
to keep us down and afraid;
But fly we must
for there is progress to be made.

Pride and Confidence
were the agendas on hand;
As the captain informed,
we were ready to land.

Now all of my fears
have fallen to rest;
For over this land,
we ‘Fly, with the Best’!

 

Copyright © 2002. Alan Salé
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