We rode on the fringe of daylight and darkness
Twilight reaching out, never quite seeming to touch the space we occupy.
33,000 feet above the surface of terra firma,
Skirting along towards the North Pole, then
Curving south before we can get there.
Headed southward towards the now rising summer sun
That was always hiding just below the distant horizon.
Enjoying the journey and somehow forgetting the destination