I wrote "Flight into Morning" one morning in 1979 while enroute IFR to Regina in the Beech 58 Baron I flew for Page Petroleum. We had left Calgary on a cold drizzly morning in late summer. We broke out on top at about 7,500 ASL just as dawn broke. As we got a bit further east, the sun started to come up, and the undercast started to break up a bit, and you could see occasional patches of ground. As the sun got higher, it shone brightly on the airplane, and began to shine down through the patchy clouds, and make interesting patterns on the ground. Once in awhile, it would reflect off a body of water, and you would get this great splash of light from below as well.

It was quite spectacular, and it suddenly occurred to me that this was a view of the world that most people never get the opportunity to see. I did indeed feel privileged to have such a wonderful view of God's creation, so I jotted down a few thoughts. I later sort of edited and refined what I had written, and what you see is what I came up with. I still feel that the flying that I was able to do was a great gift, and it gave me a whole different view of life, that endures to this very day.