In Transit

From desert to swamp,
Baby blue skies cradle me.
Thoughts of you fill my horizons.
Ice crystals decorate the window.
I fly to you.
Takeoff and touchdown,
Do it again,
I seek you.
Absence makes my heart ache,
I crave you.
No distance is too great,
I run to you.
Rivers and roads that snake and turn,
They all lead to you.
Over mountains and lakes,
No height or depth
Can keep me from you.
In moments,
I will be with you.