Drive Me Home


Drive me home

Past the willow trees

and the sparkling rivers

Cool water quenches my thirst and I am satisfied

Somewhere near the whippoorwill hiding in pines that grow taller than the days are long

I find my heart beat is akin to the sounds of nature

The natural beauty of life

Lines painted on the highway rush by with intense ferocity

15 feet closer

Coming home

Semis flying

Trying to get their loads to the destination on time – early if possible

Billboards speak of Pedro and his beautiful land South of the Border

“You never Sausage a place!”


The miles rack up on the odometer and they give me time to think

The countless times I’ve driven here

The countless miles I’ve traveled

My soul’s journey is not quite complete

There is still a lot I have to learn

There is still many people I need to meet

And many words I need to write

But this part of the journey

My eyes and heart are wide open

And I will notice everything

The minutiae of everyday life

My Blessed journey

Coming home





Written 6/6/14

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My healing journey on the continuum of "It's all wrong" to "It's all right!" I love art and the creative process, reading, writing, and playing tennis.

27 thoughts on “Drive Me Home

  1. Thanks Brad! Yes…a nice long ride with no deadline…and even I am patient driving then!!
    Here in NJ I am about 2 miles from the beach…but in Florida. ..I am only a block away…it’s beautiful. And if you love the beach…you for sure would love to live close to it!!! Lots of love to you!!


  2. Coming home. Those two words bring such peace, spiritually and physically. The anticipation of arrival is a part of this wonderful journey!


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