Not Where I Thought I'd Be
I've been driving- I've lost track of how long. The miles race past me and bump beneath my tires. The scenery surrounds me in all of its monotony. It might have been beautiful, but I'm not sure I remember. I stop to check my surroundings to find that I'm not where I thought I'd be. I followed all the signs, heeded every instruction. Now here I sit, looking back and wondering how I got here. After all this time, I'm not where I thought I'd be. I don't see the rose garden or the wide open spaces. I don't see the sunny days of Mayberry and the warm summer nights. Where did I make the wrong turn? Which step did I forget to take? As I stop I see that I am far from the road I anticipated. And the longer I look, the more I see that the view from here is pretty nice. In this place I could find joy, in this place I could feel peace. I am not where I thought I'd be, but I will continue to search until one day my journey will end and all that I am longing to hold will be safely in my arms. I will drive; I may loose track of how long, but this time, I will remember the scenery. This time, I will remember peace.
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