chapter 28 master of the interface
Master of the interface that sifted me in space;
Arms outflung for guidance as my questions rose apace,
Possibility was endless; rising smoke now thinned and mere-
Supposition lifted me above the realm of fear.
Ashes of this memory, entrusted to the air
Numinous experience; as joyful as a prayer
Definition growing; as I left Hephaestus' lair
Far below and all around, an ocean lapped in tide;
Replayed the old emergency that strangers may betide,
Ephemera'd enchanter's breath had carried Mike away-
Elated with his confidence he'd travel where he may.
Diving for the heavens in a miracle of flight,
Overlooking sea below with new-won eagle's sight...
Master of the interface that swung me to the height!
Claimed by loneliness again I grazed the blessed sky,
Ashes of these memories shall never be defied,
Linking vision into shapes of islands in the waves-
Luminous and coral-caped and honeycombed with caves.
Instinctively I sought to hover far above the map,
Numbering the islands and the coastline by the wrack,
Gybing in the airy path was varying my tack.
Arms outflung for guidance as my questions rose apace,
Possibility was endless; rising smoke now thinned and mere-
Supposition lifted me above the realm of fear.
Ashes of this memory, entrusted to the air
Numinous experience; as joyful as a prayer
Definition growing; as I left Hephaestus' lair
Far below and all around, an ocean lapped in tide;
Replayed the old emergency that strangers may betide,
Ephemera'd enchanter's breath had carried Mike away-
Elated with his confidence he'd travel where he may.
Diving for the heavens in a miracle of flight,
Overlooking sea below with new-won eagle's sight...
Master of the interface that swung me to the height!
Claimed by loneliness again I grazed the blessed sky,
Ashes of these memories shall never be defied,
Linking vision into shapes of islands in the waves-
Luminous and coral-caped and honeycombed with caves.
Instinctively I sought to hover far above the map,
Numbering the islands and the coastline by the wrack,
Gybing in the airy path was varying my tack.