Wednesday, July 8, 2009

My drive home

Perceived perfect mountains... dreams and goals in the distance.
A myriad of road signs... information, direction, suggestion, and distraction.
Temperate, enclosed, propelled transportation... personal success.

The surface of black tar with it's guiding white lines and shoulders to lean upon keeps it's patrons orderly as it wears it's gouges and patches like medals. It offers intermittent clean slates that only hold the same fate.

A broken down car...a fallen co-inhabitor.
An animal carcass...natures survival of the fittest failure.
Hay, silos, bridges, fences, cattle ranches, fields, and irrigation systems...the presence and persistence of a species.

Sunshine, clouds, shadows, sage, rocks, dirt, water, and wind...the natural order of freedom.

1 comment:

Unknown said...

When thats all over, we'll go outside and go in the pool... does that sound like fun?