A Small-S Saint to Guide Me

(still on dashboards everywhere)

 

I’m going on a trip

I’m not sure I know the way

When I arrive, there will be family

To make it all worthwhile

 

It might rain

There will be mountains and

The valleys in between

I hope there will be a cloudy sky

Not enough to rain,

Rather to keep the bright rays off of me

Or, on another hand, a benevolent

Kind of sun

 

A little traveling music, please

The car is old

Not connected

No blue teeth

Still smarter than its owner is, I’m sure

And I have CDs

Like records, only small and shinier

Audiobooks, in fact

Thanks to my friend who swears by them

Now I am an acolyte as well

 

A word before I go

Once done, I’ll have to turn around

To do it all again

Back to small towns and hobbit-holes

There

And, you know,

Back again

 

C L Couch

 

 

Photo by Tabea Damm on Unsplash

Hvalfjarðarsveit, Iceland

Go on a trip. Make an adventure.