© 2010 Ronni Shendar airplane

Travels

There’s something about departures
about sitting with strangers
hovering in the sky
balancing the immeasurable obscurity of hurtling terrains
and somehow in the midriff of noiseless movement
we are all dispossessed
homeless
timeless

31 Mar This entry was written by Ronni Shendar, posted on March 31, 2010 at 10:03 am, filed under Travel, Writing and tagged . Bookmark the permalink. Follow any comments here with the RSS feed for this post. Both comments and trackbacks are currently closed.