When my insides become so dark the last light of my soul leaks out of my eyes.
This is when I drive.
I drive to the light lingering in the sky.
I have no choice anymore,
I am drawn to the pale yellow beyond the road…
it’s out there…
it’s leaving me for good,
So I chase it,
I chase the light and chase away the dark.
And I find brilliant brightness even as the sun slips beyond the hills and darkness appears in its place.
But the light didn’t escape.
I caught some.
And I keep it, deep inside,
slowly warming me for another day.
It’s been a busy summer. Chaotic. Never one second of peace for me with all five kids home and Allan traveling a lot and Ember and Everett not sleeping without me in bed with them.
Sometimes it’s way too much on my shoulders and to shake off the depression and trapped feeling I chase nature and its promise of freedom. I can see the sun setting… so pretty. So wild over the hills and so free. There are no confines in that sky…
so I chase it. I drive until I reach the edge of the city and I park the car in a random parking lot and watch the sky from a field.