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On automatic pilot
In a commuter plane.
Flying at night is the most peaceful thing.
These lights are our own Tivoli,
A cathedral of sky. Going so deep
While floating as if through glass
As it forms, is to apprehend
How significant smallness can be,
Meaning us in this vast cavern,
Meaning those spires,
Those good window faces—Look—down there in the dark.
Creative Writing | Religion
Mead, Stephen, "You're Asleep" (2011). On Earth As It Is. 53.