Late Friday eve drive
from Richmond to Norfolk,
I prayed: O Lord,
please part the red sea
of tail lights before me;
save me from the furious,
blinding machines bearing
down behind me; pluck
me from the path of foes
who curse my existence.
You, I know, always
show the way to fly free.
Posted by: Jivani Lisa | March 15, 2014
On the Way
Posted in Poetry
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