The sky was meant for
Astronauts, pilots, and dreamers
Beings that cannot stop
Reaching for the infinite
Those that never give up
Hope to touch the outstretched
Hand of God
While mortals sit in planes
Accepting altitude as the
Miracle and the ground
Below as the object of
our awe and imagination
So different when
Beneath our feet than
When we sore above
A perspective that
Turns one man's Purgatory
Into another man's Heaven
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