Trip

Dawn’s arms rock us awaken First light guides our eyes open A minute or two we bask Before we rise to the tasks Buzzing we go, all duty Not missing the melody Of plans laid out well in war When the battle cry did warn Signs were posted in plenty In aches of flesh past groaning Clocks ticked too fast to keep up We sensed the call to the Sun Finally armed and fueled We three and the engine revved Taking routes always farther Away from the walled master Warmer becomes flesh and heart As we steer like movie stars Heads high to catch the sun’s drops Eyes shaded in blissful lost Soon we are flying through air Passing green-eyed rooms with cheer Bucolic scenes blaze colors How beautifully they merge Tempo slows as deep blue nears Silent, the wait comes to bear Descent is smooth, toes sink in Digging in grains so golden It is here we recover Here, we let go of the war