Getting there, no one talks much
That 8 hour Journey through the
We were all passengers, sardines,
But it could have been an act of
Surrender thru the Transcendent Air
So high above the Earth.
So close to the sun and moon, Icarus.
The Crew, they discourage you from
So you gaze forbidden.
Then there appears
a Land floating in the midst of all those hours of empty pure
Aloha and Mahalo
I wonder, thinking ahead in time one generation,
imagining my youngest son now a father with a five year old, flying
to Hawaii for the first time-- a mere one hour journey on the
hypersonic X-33. What will his experience be like, gliding in
from the edges of outer space to the Honolulu International Airport?
What will be the spiritual dimension of his journey?
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