Road Poem

Let’s take a trip to somewhere nowhereish –

A cul-de-sac among neglected trees.

Let’s find a spot where we can camp and fish,

And smell the timeless newness of the breeze.

I’ll be the driver if you’ll navigate;

I’ll man the map if you prefer to drive.

Let’s choose a road and leave the rest to fate;

Let’s find perfection while we’re still alive.

If not today, tomorrow; if not then,

I worry it will be a never-done.

Time is a sneak-thief; if we wait till when

We see him stealing, he’s already won.

Don’t think too hard.  Don’t weigh the cost.  Let’s go.

A world of sorrow’s in your cautious no.