turbulence

a heavenly music wakes me up. it sounds weird and otherworldly, like whales singing in the ocean.

half awake, half asleep, i prick my ears to hear the sound again. it comes from the sky, alright.

it comes from the air, pushed with some force by the passing planes, moving towards me in my sleep, wavelengths and physics and imagination.

later, slightly disappointed, slightly amazed, i go back to sleep.