Effusive: After-path

After yesterday’s blast
I asked, when out walking afterwards,
‘Where does infinity go
When I get so caught up?’

And the answer was,
‘It’s still here;’
As I looked at the green grass
And felt the warm night breeze,

The bright night lighting
Making it look more like dusk.
Directing my gaze
Like a periscope does,

Scanning everything,
Peering deeply into
Each leaf
And every tree trunk,

Seeking infinity,
Which has to be
Around here somewhere,
Right where I left it,

Even in the seeking,
There it is,
Even when seemingly invisible,
There it is.

And so, going back inside,
Returning to my desk,
Became one with the experience
Of feeling driven to run away

And suddenly, spontaneously
A transformation of this energy
Into sitting up so strongly
And so straight,
Filled with such strength!