Dry grass drapes the folded hills
Glowing gold in setting sun
It matters not how far it is to home
Here I am and here I do belong
Now leaves behind an asphalt line
That I pay no mind as I grip the wheel
A minute ago as gone as eons past
An hour ahead blends into a billion years
Roads fool me only when I forget
That my journey can't be repeated
Into the infinity of passing orchard rows
There's always another half way in between
I hear the eternity of the humming tires
Time like a tumbleweed caught in barbed wires
My moving eyes shape-shift the land
Now a mountain casts its cloak
Slowly over a canyon's cleavage
On turning earth no alluring view remains
Darkness envelops an oilfield to the west
Brightened in isolation its few lights shine
Out of reach of all but imagination
That lets me arrive at inner state five
Where on the way is the destination
NEXT BIRDLIKE AND BARNLESS book tour events:
Sat Oct 25 - 9-3 - Lafayette-Orinda Presbyterian Church, Orinda, CA - seminar on MINISTRY AS CARING WITHOUT AN AGENDA- selling/signing books as part of the event
Sun Oct 26- 10:30 am - preaching/book signing re: BIRDLIKE AND BARNLESS at Fairfax Community Church, 2398 Sir Francis Drake Blvd, Fairfax, CA