Crossing Patapsco Valley

gaia mouse autobiographical, autobiography, moods, mystery, poem, sky, sources of inspiration, time, travel, writing September 4, 2015 1 Minute

Bridge ahead,

moving mists

hover above it.

Tantalizing

changelings,

or drifting souls,

dare me to drive

through

and beyond them.

I hesitate in apprehension

and reverence.

The clouds roll and seethe

in waves and mountains.

I step on the gas.

Metamorphosis

awaits.

Published by gaia mouse

I am a writer, painter, potter, and photographer. I was drawn to writing late in life due to my professional life as a speech-language pathologist (SLP). This led me to an interest in language, social communication, and writing. I believe creativity heals ourselves and our society, and is a way to find an ethical, sustainable future. View all posts by gaia mouse

Published September 4, 2015