Washington

Extinction

The small plane is suspended motionless in atmosphere so vast.
I hold my breath just long enough to hear the roar of wind between propeller pulses.
I dangle just long enough to notice how tiny I am as is the machine that carries me.
Great mountains, glaciers and sky possess the forces to render me lifeless at whim.
Yet, they are giants that stand glorious in face of extinction.

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