
There We Were
Six miles high at midnight, dodging lightning bolt thunderstorms, eerie Saint Elmo’s Fire covered; below, equally deep, the Marianas Trench beckoned. No one prayed.
Look both ways in foul or fair, self-reliance saves lives.
Mind the gaps between the storms for the reach of deadly lightning.

Oy vey … effective, though … well done, you!
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Thank you, Na’ama. Especially glad that you think so. 🙂
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🙂 I do!
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