Night Flight

Night Flight

 

In midair at night

All borderlines are  drawings on sand 

Bulging stars out the flight window

And the intermittent lights far down there the only language in use

 

From Seoul to Russia to where I ‘m heading

Skies ahead are different from skies I’ve left behind

In eight minutes, rays of sun travel to your window

For a rose in bloom an hour a lifelong moment

For a letter with an address a few days are enough

 

And twelve hours, just twelve hours by flight;

Passing unnamed mountains, ruined war-zones,

And light-dotted worlds

My night runs backwards until it will meet your day

Twelve hours, just twelve hours by flight

Keep your day away from my night

 

But I’m flying backwards

To listen to a bottled message you have kept

You can let it out I’ll listen and if you want

I’ll unbottle mine from Tuesday to Monday  

I’m flying backwards

To breathe the same air, with you

 

Your voice will awaken mine

Then you will realize that I have survived

At the expanse of silence