Saw windmills, ships at the sea
For the first time
From miles up
Had never flown across
The Atlantic
Saw dreams, hopes on my mind
For the first time
With healed eyes
Am I innocent for wanting?
All that exists across
The Atlantic
Despite the uncertainty
Unsettled pieces of the past
What could easily be
A loop of frantic
....And here is Atlantic
For the first time I am defining
What makes up, clear blues
For it\'s all quite enchanting
...Wishes got me testing
my wings from miles up
For the first time today
I am across
The Atlantic.
-Al