We drift through a sea of white. Blank. Bright somehow, despite unidentifiable light source. Alone. Faint shadows blink past the window; it is uncertain whether they outline distant clouds or are merely reflections of a hope in the glass. The rumble and whirr of the engines are a blank aural canopy, shrouding fellow occupants in comforting blur. White noise. White skies. White light. White plane.
Would a patch of color far below even recognize our forward progress?
Onward into the blankness when a white wind begins to blow. Whooshing and howling and all is still white — but what whiteness! The white wind gathers and bunches and stretches its surroundings until (while white prevails) hills and cotton puffs and the light source are revealed!
The clouds remain white, but the ridges and rolls imply the beauty of color too striking to resist immortalizing in word and frame. White skies:no longer blank, but brilliant and breathtaking.
The light is still white, but unhindered by sky it glows free and vibrant. Vibrant beyond mediocrity — no, the light can no longer be considered blank, either.
White noise still pervades the senses, but colored by wisps of children’s giggles and other human interactions, by the rolling of the steward’s cart and ding of electronic games. And the plane being white reflects the surrounding beauty. At one point too bright and beautiful to look upon, at another shadowed and reminiscent of rolling puffy hills. Functional lines appear upon closer examination, lending admiration of usefulness to enjoyment of reflection.
White wind blows white plane through white clouds toward a dying white light, so swiftly and surely that I am nearly disappointed when white breaks into blue far above, and hints of greens, browns and grays peep up from below. This journey into white, at first so blank and dreary, has revealed an inner beauty — a deeper meaning made known only to those willing to face the loneliness of white skies. The journey, begun as reflective lament, has turned rather to anticipatory rejoicing.