My car and I….
A perfect companion to my wanderlust heart and nomadic mind
we journeyed across the countryside ,driving through the meandering roads.
Sleeping under the starlit panoramic night sky, my dreams wrapped under their lambent glow,
to be gently woken up to the sounds of warble and the gurgling brooks.
Experiencing the beauty of the altering vistas, inhaling the fragrance of nature’s scents
soaking in the ambiance of terrains, still untouched by man’s sullied hands, had an organic allure.
Feeling the pain of the ancient scars, of the once resplendent monuments, felt so real.
Coming out unscathed from the jaws of death, heaving a sigh of relief on a narrow shave,
the raw and savage beauty of the wilderness, had many adventurous tales to tell.
Sitting by the aqua waters, listening to the ocean waves, pouring their stories to me,
while the gloomy monotones of the winter’s white blanket penned melancholic poetry,
the sand dunes hurrying along, under the scorching heat, as if to pass on the message of a weary traveller.
Wending through the journey, ruminating within, feeling a sense of surreal enlightenment in solitude, solo travel has transformed me.
The autumnal nudity to spring’s vibrancy, the sweltering heat to the alabaster snow,
learning, living, and experiencing a myriad platter of life,
we have travelled many miles together, coming a full circle…
My car and I!
Sadje’s prompt #89