The sky and me

I wrote this on my flight home. The view was so beautiful out I wanted to catch the majesty of it all.

Upon a giant bird I fly
I fly high up to the sky
On wings quite large & strong
Soaring Above the clouds
Clouds that roll like ocean tides
Early in the morning
As the sun awakes
And the stars start to disappear
That is when I fly
Smiling in knowing that my Lord is near.

The sky painted in splashes of yellow orange and pink
What is this feeling
It makes me stop and think
Ground is far below
It is still yet unknown
For the clouds hides me from its view
Sunlight dances on the clouds
Making me smile like it is a wonder just for me.
Not thinking about where I was or going to be.
All I'm thinking about is the sky and me.