Soon I will take
That long awaited flight
back home,
Where nothing is at stake
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My last flight- death is the last flight from material world to ethereal world..where no repair - no need to fall sick - there is eternity no luggage needed luggage is the earning by our deeds...nice poem spirituality resides there
the poem can also be explained from the point of view of an expatiate......who years to return homeland......good selection of touching words.....Thanks.