Scan the earth below
looking for a proper place to land.
Concrete and open,
treed and enclosed
or jagged and rocky.
So many options from this heavenly perch.
How does one make
what many would think
is a simple decision?
Feel the weightlessness.
Watch the earth near.
Let the wind decide.
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