Physical Prayer
"What is flying like?"
I looked at Terra for a long time, searching for an answer.
"...Imagine this," I began slowly, "The ability to race through the air, going 700 miles an hour and just stopping,"
Terra smiled at the thought.
I told her of flying through space. Floating on your back, and watching planets and stars… feeling small, alone.. but peaceful.
"Flying is almost intimate for me,"
"Is it spiritual?"
I was quiet, and nodded. "Yes… like a physical prayer,"
She was completely captivated. I smiled gently. "But really… It would be easier by showing you,"