Thirty thousand feet
up in the air
suspended in time
and space
caught between
the home you’ve left behind
and the unknown of the
future.
Hurtling to
a destination
where the warm hearts of
home
are found in other
people
and exist between
two coasts.
I feel at home
mostly when I’m hugging
you
but also when I see
a beautiful sunset.
It exists
everywhere.
Mermaid Musings 