view from a road trip
I drink the sweet right out of the day
mile after mile Im astounded
the way I ride right into the blue shadows of mountains
to find them 3 dimensional
I wonder at the way skeleton trees with bushy tops
fill these rock edged mountains
so many trees
this world is so very full of abundance
so much to share
why do we grasp?
why do we hoard?
I notice the way the road is cut through layers of rock
I notice crows the whole way…
even a named exit, I’ve never noticed, before leads me to them…
magic is certainly afoot
it calls my heart, soul, mind
into beauty places
I stop for the scenic view
I drink deep of this honeyed panorama spread before me
The sun sets gracefully
in-spite of my dirty rearview mirror
I gratefully arrive safe home
🌄
Amy Lloyd
life: acoustic & amplified 