Poem by Veronica McStocker. Photo by Miriam Canut Segura

Between the sun and the moon,

The stars in the inky night sky,
I float away with you.

A golden cloud

Soft and pillowy

We float away,

High above the sky

Gone gracefully,

But in a flash.

We are gone.

Challenge those to follow us,

Challenge those to find us,

Those disbelievers

Who do not believe in flight.