Fifty years in 50 miles

Driving  the  crowded and noisy Highway
that takes me through and passed
the crazy cities, where all of the
traumatic events of my life have occurred.

I have been escaping from these places 
on weekends for a few months now
and running from them much longer.
As I moved along, I began counting the places
I have lived with a painful endurance.

Anticipating the exit that will take me to
the next Highway.  The rural one, that in twenty
 awesome miles, leads me to a beautiful 30 mile
drive up the west coast, to a place that
I have come to think of as Paradise.

As I turn onto the Highway to Heaven
I count two more places that I had endured.
I looked at the odometer and it read exactly 50 miles.
It suddenly dawned on me, I have lived in a
fifty mile radius for most of my fifty years.

I drove that next 50 miles to my paradise
with a calm feeling.  Arriving at my destination,
I realize that I have entered the next phase
of my life and… I have done it with peace,
serenity and beauty. I have moved past
the painful events of my fifty years,
with an anticipation of new adventures
to come in the next 50 miles.

  © 2008 Carin' Spirit