400 miles of air & life

There ARE giants in the sky.
I swear.
Because when you're up there above the clouds
in a plane heading west
you feel twenty feet tall.
you feel fit to burst.
(All passengers please fasten your seatbelts, we are experiancing a little turbulance)
Bumpy air ahead, I know.
I know.
But sun is still following me
since a few minutes after take off.
I got to see the sun rise in a different way than ever before.
I got to see it before everybody else.
And I get to stay ahead of it.
I get to watch it following me.
I'm moving faster than the speed of light.
& I'm fifty feet tall.
With a cup of coffee and bouncing sunlight in my belly
and clouds in my eyes
I'm a hundred feet tall.
With a pen in my hand and nothing under my feet
nothing to stop me if I fell,
I'm two hundred miles tall.
I'm the angel of the morning
I'm keeping watch of the earth below me
I'm 400 miles high.
& nothing can stop me
I'm fit to burst.
And the sun and I will meet up when we land.
I have no fear.






is it just me, or is the very air around me buzzing with positive energy?