On Our Way

A broken tree branch

still and resting on the trunk it grew on

A thousand shades of green

flashing by

A gold glow on everything

in the sunlit air

An endless horizon

of dipping valleys

and rising hills

of swaying grass

Flowers too wild for any backyard

Smiles shared in the rearview mirror

Sprawling farms and tiny three shop towns

barely there long enough to identify

Towering, mountainous trees

The hum and growl

of the car engine

sinking into your bones

Powerlines and flags

etched, engraved across

the cloudless blue abyss of a sky

Tunnels made of trees

followed by carved out mountain sides

Houses tucked amongst the trees

and hidden snug against the hillside

Old wooden signs, chipped paint

and the guarantee of splinters

Fresh faced bridges, all concrete and metal

awkward in the greenery

The rocking swish that comes with the passing by

of families, and couples, and friends

in their own shiny vehicles

The unnatural scent of air conditioning

or the fwub fwub fwub of one open window

The thrill, the anticipation

of reaching one’s destination

and the quiet contentment in the journey

one takes to reach it.

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