We swung over the hills and over the town and back again,
and I saw how a man can be master of a craft, and how a craft can be master of an element.
I saw the alchemy of perspective reduce my world, and all my other life,
to grains in a cup.
I learned to watch, to put my trust in other hands than mine.
And I learned to wander.
I learned what every dreaming child needs to know — that no horizon is so far that you cannot get above it or beyond it.
September 2018 – Up above the 36,000 ft.