West Virginia, 2005 - Click the image for a larger view.
Open Road
The open road holds no bounds!
'Round curves and swerves of wheels,
we feel our destinations reel!
What's up ahead? Will you be there?
Will I?
We are all travelers here.
You drive your own vehicle.
I drive mine. Sometimes we
hitch a ride, passengers to
the other's steer.
Do you hear the wind?
Open your window.
Let's go for a spin.
I will wait for you beyond the mountain
where spring has hastened, where jonquils bloom.
And in the garden there is room for song and dance.
Come along! Take a chance! We will arrive
ready for the robin's call!
What will you bring?
Bring yourself. That is all
we need,
the open road pleads.
