The speed picks up. The scene outside starts to blur.
One questions faintly, what have I done.
Then the speed is just right. The plane takes flight.
Gathering more speed as it accends in the sky.
Bluish blurs pass on by. Quiet is in sight.
The captain speaks, briefly, the flight is on track.
Food and drinks make the rounds. All sit back.
The view is spectacular. All below looks so small.
Why can we not see it, from this high view above?
All is very different, yet one can make out a house,
Look a ball field, tiny as a mouse!
The change in perspective gives one this.
A very different view, another twist.