Wings of Desire

A Poem by Anonymous

they all traveled on the airplane

when the wing snapped off,

(Smoke, Steam, Spark)

she left the plane and stood on the cloud

they followed, holding hands

each passenger now on their own

cloud

the smallest of the travelers

recited

”mankind lies one by one

side by side

allured by the blinding sun

fueled by the open wide”

she peered at the young girl by her

side

and laughed, then they all laughed with

joy

as the wing passed them in its

descent

they looked back at the airplane

now ruin, and wondered

how did they ever trust a thing made of

metal, wire, tin

here, on the clouds, this

(Smoke, Steam, Spark)

this was of them

the smallest of the travelers

asked

”where were we even going?”

the clouds

reassured

all that matters is where we go

now