You’re locked in on the target and begin a slow descent.
Hovering, wafting, tilt to one side then the next. It’s actually quite a peaceful engagement.
You can see what lies beneath you and you know where you’ve been.
The landing is inevitable- until – you pull up – let go of hope – turn and try again.
You circle – this time determined – the path is clear – you’re free to land – you’re free to live – you’re free to love.
You’re finally home.