I’m a little late posting this, Soooz, sorry about this but I’m all discobobulated at the moment…
Dark grey storm clouds
Gather around the metal bird
Souls inside shaking
Prayers echo, bouncing from wing to wing
They are carried to safety
The power of faith in all its splendour
Shining through the storm
Hands that held together in prayer
Now applaud the pilot
For their safe landing
Giving little thought to the whispers
A few moments ago, to a higher power…
© anita dawes 2021
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