Country Drive

Any way I hap to go…

Whenever I need time to think
To marshal or revive:
I like to get into my car
And take a country drive

I live in a small city, with
The country all around:
So any way I hap to go
New prospects will be found

That I have never seen before.
A sight for searching eyes –
To look upon in wonder as
Things start to crystalize

Inside my restless, probing mind:
That grateful I may be
To get to drive on country roads
And free

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A sanctuary is a place you can escape to, to catch your breath and remember who you are. Write about the place you go to when everything is a bit too much.

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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