Looking into the bright sky,
I squint to see you.
My body burnt by the sun,
I long to watch your every movement.

I see you, a dot on the horizon,
Nothing more than a tiny black speck.
But soon, you confound my mind,
As your size increases faster than I imagined.

You are racing against a non-existent opponent,
A competitor who is only in your mind.
Yet you waste him in my mind as well,
And continue your fluid flight.


1996-2001 by Joel Mathew Hegberg