Academic journal article Dialogue : A Journal of Mormon Thought

Flying Out

Academic journal article Dialogue : A Journal of Mormon Thought

Flying Out

Article excerpt

This morning makes no shadow, compresses

with its grayness and that knot

I learned to grow against winter

long ago in Wyoming.

A few sweeps of green

lap at the white altitudes of the Rockies.

Mountain ranges flow like ice streams.

Nothing beneath me looks random,

though I am told all seeming stillness

and order are chaos, the silence below

filled with sound we don't hear.

I wake from a doze-

having dreamt something

about cellos and white birds

which leaves me on the verge of tune,

humming . . . the mind lightnings to places

immense and secluded, but specific

as electrons of our cells

once inside a star.

Last week my daughter, the mathematician,

told me each breath we take

contains some particle from that first one

we took. Exotic bodies of animals

drew close, what we need to breathe

hooked to common respirations.

Someone waits for me now, miles

yet just minutes ahead. …

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