A blessing for the road
a poem by Harley Bell
Care for the creature
that carries you home.
Even if your road is rough,
if tarmac and asphalt
become gravel and rock,
if dust and dirt
are the only fair surfaces of the earth
keep driving through.
Even if trees tumble
and night falls
and weariness overwhelms the way,
let your lights illume
a safe passage
to keep driving through.
If you need to rest,
please rest. Care
for the creature
that carries you home.