Drive ..

On the way,
where
hardly a moment
alone ..
I had spent

Distracted and thoughtful
I discovered
a glimpse of purpose
in your eyes

The vision of truth
in
all my lies
and a
sense of victory
that would
send me
to myself alive

I drove down deep
and
resting my silence
in the wake
of my wishes
the pages of my memory
began to speak

I woke myself up,
from
the long sleep
fighting
within and outside
I surged to reside
within your reach

Yesterday,
before
the ice went grey,
loomed large
the fear of it all
falling away

And
till it happened
I never did realize
driving down
a one-way street
intoxicated with life
heading
for
a sublimation of death

I raised
my chances, to survive
and
wished to part
the never ending why's

I wish my
misery, luck
as
I brace for another ride

A traveler's death
is never
the journey's goodbye
nor is it the bend
of the road

When I glide
firm footed on the road
I still sense
the feeling of depth
within my sighs
and
sand still fresh
smudged timelessly
in my feet

A passage full of light
I wish, but to bring back
where
I let myself decide

The days of glory
out and away
from the grasp
of searching eyes
we melted away
into idiosyncratic identities
hidden
from the

The beaten track
before me
is a common way,
for all those
long-lost
and
driving home today . . .