The Flight

they flew, in the highway of the night
twinkling shadow against the moonlight
sleepy tales of mothers to child
whispered against the silence of sleep
of others nodding with dreams of home

gentle smiles on lips of parents
thinking of their children waiting
at their beloved destination
others leaned on their partner's shoulder
speaking softly of sights to see

they heard the gentle soothing voice
softly speaking to listeners far away
quietly he said, 'alright then, goodnight.'
they felt the pressing ether of sleep
tumbling to dreamland in soft blankets

the silence within the vessel
with gently sleeping people
Was betrayed by its drone
as it flew on for seven hours
landing on water, to the depths below

Good night everyone
until Dawn's trumpet call
Slumber in Peace.


*our prayers are with the friends and families of the passengers of MH370*