I'm no Ed White and I surely didn't need a tether but I took a walk in space today.
I de-accelerated from my projected course ignition off..I disembarked from the cramped confines of my fossil fueled vessel.
in Marachi sandals, cargo khaki shorts and a Tommy Bahama surf shirt I faced the bare elelments of true space.
I entered an alien world like nothing I had ever experienced before.
God must have set both of his palms down flat here. when he pressed out this vast open space leaving little ridges and furrows between his fingers.
A sweeping vista extending in all directions, a mind boggling vacancy all around me and capped by a bubble of blue, with a blazing orb set dead center at its apex.
I walked across a field and could have gone on walking till I was ninety years old and still not have reached the edge it seemed.
I was always a city boy walled in....bricked up... breathing exhaust fumes for my atmosphere.
I did not know such space existed , now I understand why Oklahomans are long...lean and lanky they've got room to stretch out here and to grow without impingment .
Now I comprehend the weathered faces I see at every last stop.....every restaurant for the harsh conditions here are not shielded by any banks of trees or mountains coolness.
The winds blast their heat and dust and sleet and hail and rains across the plains without mercy but it is bountiful..beautiful it is Ahhhhhh...inspiring.
I cross a small ridge and the expressway and all evidence of a modern world vanish.
I am back a thousand years ago , I stand in a shag carpet of browns and greens yellows and red clays... I long to lay in these fields and gaze up immersed in the clear blue marble above, chewing on a dried grass stalk and dreaming as I did when I was a child.
But time taps me rudely on the shoulder and reminds me that I have to move on.
There's so much more road ahead and the space that I'll cross will shrink soon back into cities and small towns.
Tiny confined cells boxes and alleyways of shadow and sorrow.
But the memory of what I saw here today is something I will never be able to shrink into words enough, or even expand beyond this when at last I return home to the tiny habitat where I exist.
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