I did not guess the power (Feb. 12, 2010)

I did not guess the power of
the oath to return
so I remained sailed into the air
a second time
then careless, toward the
misread weather orientation
eyes gleaming with secret
plotting knowledge
something widened far off
beyond the walls
a short cut across the surface
current of the leafy treetops
into that bound aloofly
wall of clouds
never seemed frightening
when the walk every midnight
activities gave themselves
to my liking
I must go back to one

single night of ceremony.