Green Palm Trees Yellow Helicopters On The Blue

Elevated Sky Matters

Green Palm Trees Yellow Helicopters On The Blue

Beyond the atmospheric dome blue sky

A red sun punctuates every moment gone

Past cosmic black in dark suspense

Hovers above the marbled cloud of Earth below

When stepping outside for the very first time

Looking up, the sky seems bigger than yesterday

As if it grew up over night by lightning strikes

Morning gathers clarity being viewed in colors

Five thousand balloons drift by in mellow style

Smaller than they were before their flight

To follow outlines of flying objects high

Of yellow helicopters holding patterns fast

Hung like Christmas ornaments

Seen from below they look toy-ish

Against the back drop of gigantic blue

Curvatures of a planet taken by its roundness

Dome rises solid from within the mission path

Inside the limits of imagination voyaging

Vivid to the naked eye surprised at being seen

Palm trees dangling in their greenery

Floating roots in grave danger of being cut

Helicopters know the distance to the nearest star

When close at hand to plants, rotating blades above

Almost afraid to touch

They understand

Long fronds on top, dress in brightness, stand on air

Follow their own gravity, merge with the open sky

Green palms, yellow helicopters, suspend activity

Sway in silence above the fragile calm