The 365 Project Pt. II

hope filled like so many balloons
can rise and float away tugging us
along held by strings we refuse
to let go

we are pulled down strange city
streets and through country lanes
the moment we stop looking up
we arrive

what we let go
floats higher and away
when seen by strangers
a thing of mystery
and wonder

when strange streets reveal their
patterns and the codes of backroads
deciphered grow routines it’s time
to let go

what we let go
floats higher and away
when seen by strangers
a thing of mystery
and wonder

epw 3.31.08 perrysburg, oh