In Flight

I fly through the night on winged engine.
The clouds are an ocean,
this vessel my ship.

I peer through the dimness.

The moon,
rising above the horizon;
Smiles at me
in its dainty way.

This gladdens my heart
assuring me
That good has come of this day.

So now I depart
In airborne flight
To a new but familiar place.

Where I will find
The moon unchanged