Unconsciously driving on a winding mountain road.
The afterglow shines, invoking the fate I hold.
Just when I get to be free like this passing wind,
I lose the drive; the spur in the air is thinned.
Now I see that everything on the road brings about more than
a linear path.
As I went, it was hard to conceal my eyes in front of the
fog and blurry spot.
Still, I go and make a move at my own pace in this race.
Dreaming to face, unlike my senses that have lost their
ways.
Deep in my heart, a brighter smile is found within.
I know it, but to move forward with all this debris, keep my
way in.
There is nothing to beat around, even if murky skies come
running.
There's a way; a new departure route is what I'm taking.
In a two-way trip, I've found my glorious purpose.
At last, I was able to breathe again and restart the drive I
had paused.
Looking back, I stared at this mass of clouds, resembling
your image.
Then, I followed the memories pouring on the horizon,
delivering a message.
With this small old blue car, my journey quietly wrought.
Away, alone, no one will see the steps I take, is what I
thought.
Yet your presence remains, like a secret we both conveyed.
So I remember to wear smiles of happiness, like in every
parade.
For me to get to be here is so close—less than a step ahead,
All that it would take for me to be whole and delighted.
I give back with grateful shouts while I remain here,
seated.
Through a sincere exploration within myself, thoughts were
deeply navigated.
This trip has finally come to an end.
Salute! For the moment that will never come again.
I thank myself for coming alive and letting go of pain.
Soon, a joyous season will come for me to drive straight in
the lane.
REFERENCE:
Johnstone, M. (2023, October 6). Tesla Electric Car. Pinterest. https://pin.it/1cwTLAufx
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