Rising with the Sun

Rising With the Sun by Howard EskildsenThe middle of the night Seems a strange time to arise To drive to the place Where more than time flies From security to concourse Then onto a plane With the thrust of jet engines We rise upward again The sun hugs the horizon As we leave the runwayContinue reading “Rising with the Sun”

Shadows of the Season

The rising January sun lurked low to the horizon, once again casting rays where the sun seldom shines. It is slowly moving north day by day, and in a few weeks its fingers of light will no longer be able to reach this door handle. For now, however, the wandering rays will work their magicContinue reading “Shadows of the Season”

Dawn of Departure

Rising with the Sunby Howard Eskildsen The middle of the night The Sun hugs the horizonSeems a strange time to arise As we leave the runway behindTo drive to the place And it seems hard to imagineWhere more than time flies That there was ever a timeFrom security to concourse When flight was but aContinue reading “Dawn of Departure”