Flight From Phoenix To Lax

Flying thousands of miles in the atmosphere, turbulence rocking the jet, loving it's vibrations and letting it fill me with joy, loving it! Soaring higher, lights just twinkling below like stars of earth covering it's surface instead of the atmosphere above us. A darkened puzzle of night not really being brightened by any of the lights, but they are pretty specks opening my mind. Eliciting poetry from within incessantly as I fly onward to Los Angeles the first leg of my journey to India and the experience of my life.