David Taylor - Travelling The Highway

Driving down the highway
its late and getting dark.
Bright lights of traffic
making my heavy eyes diminish
in the keenness of their sight.
I park and take a needed rest
but still the tiredness stays
like the foreboding, dark and rushing clouds
that are bringing down the rain.

Then I remember Your quiet presence
and my awareness rushes out,
past the tired momentum
of my driving late at night.
Your presence surrounds me
and takes the role away
of the fatigued and tired man
which I thought that I had played.

You guided me and took the strain
as I drove on through the dark and rain
and delivered me both safe and sound
as together we traversed
the way upon this planet Earth.

David Taylor

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