That winding road

Mar 28, 2025

Just because

You can, or cannot see it.

The end of the road

does not mean that

it's not there.

Just because the twists, turns

hills and slopes

are the fun of it,

never the end of the road.

My heart strengthens every dawn

from you.

Shift gears and pull

the water out of the way

pound macadam,

seek the path:

Let’s meander the bends

so it takes longer

to end.

Dusk’s blue: come, sit by me

and watch my light fade

but never yours.

I am here, rising, where most won’t see me,

except for the stars in your eyes laughing at me dance.