Mystery memories curl in upon themselves
Pulling tethered thoughts loose
Balloons that catch your eye up close
Than catch the wind to be lifted up
Away
There’s enough sky to wonder at clouds and worlds beyond
So it’s a springboard dive into reservoirs of inspiration
Where clarion calls trumpet and entreat
Where horizons dissolve into imagination
In a vertical moment
Where past, present and future make a strategic alliance
Truth prevails as inexorably as an icesheet scouring mountains
Revealing mystery’s dark shadows and unforeseen twists
David Trudel © 2013
What a trip!