eric sundin

Narrow roads edge dusty deep ravines
up & down, contorting, twisting
slicing faded cliffs more brown than green
Curve following curve, persisting

With tenuous roadway traction
cars squeezing mere feet apart
no place to indulge distraction
where driving a martial art

Just guessing at what’s up ahead
heedless of ravine-plunging dread

Cresting cliffs, mindless of ravines
in youth we indulged aspiration
silly fantasies, hopes & dreams
Then woke up from exhilaration

On whatever life’s journey bestowed
winding roads shall turn less thrilling
Time, strength, guts & prospects all erode
aging’s rain drizzles bone chilling

Just beyond the very next bend
awaits too soon our journey’s end

edited 01/29/23 1040