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Jul 10
It will not break free
farthest-away it spans—
a line and the middle seam.
the bridge
from breath to belief,
from ridge to ridge
the beginning to the end.


In a whisper of a fall
The tightrope pulled taut
gravity beneath us

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walking the arc tremor
My path half-phased,
      each pause a beating errors
  
     
Hold the Blue dot aloft,
With a string
draw a line right through it
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    Higher­ still,
a balloon’s great lift
pulls the same thread
in an upward cloudless drift


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It's about two city blocks,
or two football fields end-to-end.

hung from
a Span of 600 feet and does not break
From the Lines own weight

------the Catenary Curve—
the shape of a flexible string
or
suspended cables staked
between two points
under its own weight


The rope between
two tall trees in a park,
or two light poles
on either side of a small canyon or wide field.

If going up. Vertically

lift with 12-ft helium balloon
(1,284 feet of rope):(1/4" polyester braided rope),
  the arc/sag/tension

This is just under the height of the Empire State Building

In open terrain,
it would look like a thread rising endlessly vanishing
into the sky.

o---------------- sag (~20 ft) ---------------o
   |                                             |
  [Pole]                                     [Pole]
   |                                             |
   |            ~400–600 ft span                 |
   |                                             |
   ~ Ground
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Cool morning hours: Air is denser and less turbulent as in
Clear skies

The rope appears like a glowing wire
it vibrates slightly in the hour
of light as
defying nature's usual paths.


Vibrations hum through the string,
like a long, single harp note.

It carries even distant footsteps or balloon-tugging winds

Cool in the morning, warm by noon  .Curios path that doesn’t fall.

Slight quivers beneath my feet, are enough for us to hang on to
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Others below might find the line Suspicious of its height--




The string—whether hanging across  the sky—
weight and lift
are my partners in tension.

Forevery step is a study in my balance---
we chase distance or meaning.
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ZOO
Written by
ZOO  M/USA
(M/USA)   
20
   Mike Adam
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