How many hours spent
rolling wheels
distant sunlight
turns to slow sunset,
miles away,
traveling forever,
I remember the endless
glance to the sky,
waiting for the next …
miracle.
~
Always did wish
for some reprieve,
back of heads,
one smoking,
the other in a similar
place 40 years later,
we were isolated
in our own travel
companion.
~
There lies beyond
our reach, well,
my reach really,
some answer,
a proclamation,
a sudden reality
wavering in the sky,
just beyond our eyes,
yet there it is,
speaking silently,
looking like some
unattainable,
God.