Refuge in the Road, a poem by Mark T. Patterson II
There is refuge in the road
A diplomacy for the mind
A going, and a getting away
A task and a respite.
There is refuge in the road
The engine roars to life
And we accelerate
out of the ordinary.
There is refuge in the road
The hills and valleys roll past
The sky opens before us
And we hurl into the new.
There is refuge in the road
We glide to a stop
At some lonesome turn
And contemplate Gods country.
Refuge in the Road, a poem by Mark T. Patterson II
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Looking good Mark♥️
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Mustang Pete rides again – and his faithful companion Skipper! Thanks for the time warp!!
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