DREAM INTO YOU

For a long time I have been afraid to fly in small planes. The turbulance always makes me nervous and I dread what could happen. Yesterday I flew in a small plane as I returned from my sister's house in New Mexico. I wrote this as I looked out the small window.

I can still remember when I was afraid to fly

Tightly strapped into this plastic cocoon

Immobile as larvae and conscious of nothing

Waiting for the silent signal to breathe

The fear remained a nameless passage

A constant travel companion with no identity

Always lurking and watching for a chance

To set out upon its dark journey with god speed

But my companion no longer lurks in empty bags

Or travels silently speaking its false name

For I am transformed by you my love

And this sad fellow has no more grip on me

My hands do not get sweaty nor my face pale

I do not hold my breath or bargain with fear

For I am never closer than when he appears

And I am dreaming myself into you as we soar