To Fly

I do not wish
I have soared through treetops stretching sinew and
Feeling the movement of the ocean’s air with
it’s tang and promise of…
Avoiding branches by millimeters.
Making the trees hum with intention.
Now I will sit, not truly resting
Things that certainly will
Come anticipating what
May not, prepared none
The less.
Is this truly a cage if I choose to remain within its’ comforting bars?
My perch a throne from which to contemplate
All things, but
This memory of flight animates my nerves.
Makes ME hum like the trees. I feel
As rooted, nourished
My silent assent to what
May come…
Still waiting…
Breathing through
My fear clutching
With talons for vantage and
Others see to my needs.
Sustenance without understanding
Trust without knowledge
Signaling scattered head
Bobs a constant
My potential released into the infinite
Space containing
My finite


“Potential Well” © Dr. Regina Valluzzi


Rick Christiansen is a 58 year old guy with a unique perspective that comes from a lifetime with his legs in corporate America and his head in the clouds. He was last published in the 1970’s in a variety of college publications that he is now too old to remember. Recent early retirement has driven him back to the pen.

Art can illuminate even the most elusive and difficult to comprehend ideas. Visual rules and tightly codified visual metaphors help scientists communicate complex ideas mostly amongst themselves, but they can also become barriers to new ideas and insights. Dr. Regina Valluzzi’s images are abstracted and diverged from the typical rules and symbols of scientific illustration and visualization; they provide an accessible window into the world of science for both scientists and non-scientists.