Ode For the Open Road
O Great expanse of open road,
You seem to stretch to join the sky,
And in this union of two souls,
There too mine own does lie
Though snow falls hard and winds blow cold;
Though winter cracks your skin of stone,
I feel a longing still to tread
Your winding path without an end
Though countless are the hearts that trek
Across your weave of white and black,
The strangest kinship I can feel
When walking or behind the wheel
What tales of hardship could you tell?
What joys and sorrows in you dwell?
If you could speak as plain as I,
I wonder if you’d laugh or cry
Yet silence aids you in your task,
As you move voiceless souls to speak –
To sing their odes for open roads
In quiet ecstasy.
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