To fall off the earth
is a strange sensation.
Much like the amazement of love,
the pure texture of blue.
Success coming in the door
and using your name.
I follow a road
because walking away
leads to doors,
brambles,
the disorder of immensity,
until
suddenly you fly.
Look down,
find the traverse
of a great horizon,
and follow meridians to countries
unlike anything before.
And, at the end of your route,
you say,
what a life I’ve had!
I could never have foreseen it all.
Never imagined
how it would work out
from where I came.
I left the tropics
and sailed the Cape of Good Hope,
changed forever
by the voyage.