two-lane
life is a road
but not the interstate
think two-lane blacktop
that hits all the lights
intentional inconvenience
that makes you stop
in soul food cafés
filling stations of the heart
hurry is not on the menu
the details of our days
are not detours
traveling together
takes time . . .
whatever sorrow lies
around the bend
is how we’ll get home
that’s all I can see from here
Peace,
Milton
A two lane highway, called Highway 61, the Blues Highway, went through my hometown of Osceola, AR. Lots of memories and great food on that highway. Several people you went to Baylor with have good memories of that road as well!
and still memories to make….especially for those who come after.
I love this. Thank you!
I love this. Thank you!
So good. So true. Your words remind me of the excellent short video “Godspeed”
Let’s drive that road slowly and carefully during these holydays with loved ones.
Thanks, Wally. This is beautiful.