on the road to san francisco i saw the lord bright and folkish on the back of a semi truck. this was where my faith was at its strongest point. he brought rain. i was going 80...
and through my windshield i knew thisplace as displaced but home-like...i wanted to put the rainwater in my hair and osomotically be happy with the juice from another place.
in fields between kerman and fort tejon i lost my breath. the thrum of the road made promises in my face that will grow, poppylike from this day forward. hay, corn, almonds, alfalfa. fruit in me oh please, i need you more than ever.
four hundred miles or so.....my whole trip round way when i got home read 999 miles....symbolic of something tremendous i must spend the close days of now deconstructing.
save me oh save me open roads and closed city of stamen and hops and wax and cacao and coffee and things canine, feline sometimes wander me across the street against the light as undangerous as ever...i am tremendous...
I saw God on I-80 headed to Michigan three summers ago. Not on a truck, but in the clouds.
ReplyDeletewas it god or maybe one of the apostles..i am pretty sure i saw an at-at from star wars in the clouds on the way back from colorado a year ago..i will dig up the picture...
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