Journey

To journey up into
a constellation of color
a spray-paint of stars…
with its shadowed glances
to wander the map above us
dazzled
by the moon-flecked path
to glide like a skater
through ice-showered trees
to bend the straight in the day’s
absolute trajectory
a line a brushstroke a song
what has gone
what is to come
to float for as long as we can
in the traveling imagination
of wide sky-hills
and color-fields of light.