Open Road - Poem by mike ruthenbeck
The road, in so long an unwanted wait
Has arrived before me once again now
The old boldness growing inside of late
Goades driving faster than limits allow!
What supreme pleasure coarses right through me
While walking the long road of modern man
Finding the state where one can freely be
A man on an earth with a mind that can
Percieve a world all men are percieving
Individually veiled by the senses
Finding myself upon the road leaving
Starts me speaking in future tenses
Oh road, old friend! Where shall you now lead to?
Some years ago you taught me the secret
About how to improvise and just do
Whatever the mind dreams of most frequent
So road, old friend, come and take me away
Remind me I have perception today
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