California Highway
Into the tumbleweed mist
No thought for safety, only
Mindful emptiness
Forgotten silence echoes, opaque
Upon the horizon, luminescent halo
Defies the darkness, mystifies
Senses reeling in the soundless night
There is no time, no recollection
Only darkness and dust
And tumbleweeds in the mist
©7 March 2011
By Suzanne B. Jacobson
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