8. Cabin

In this space we are contained
And breathe a light controlléd air
Up amongst the clouds retained
No one can hear us from down there

Lean across the narrow aisles
Strain to hear the quiet debate
Cabin staff they are all bear smiles
‘Flight’s on time’ the pilots state

From time to time we look upon them
Without number far below
Cannot grasp how many good souls
Glance up and see the cabin glow

Hear our engines scream and roar
With us tucked up safe inside
All the clamour we can ignore
Air up here is rarefied

Graceful sweep across the sky
Two by two in a new ark
All the faithful sing on high
Leave them dancing in the dark