The subway poems : red line

Take me upon your metal wings, my angel Cassiel,
fly me through the darkest night with a dusting
of your light, the gentleness of might.

I drew a fence around my heart,
I fled this island green, I turned against you,
to step from this dream. Be there for me,
on the other side, be there for me, at the door,
as I have died so many times before.

Take me upon your silver wings, down this thin
red line across the ocean, to the end of time.

AirTransat 767. London Gatwick - Toronto, Canada.