Sir

Driving by feel rather than by sight-
I'm guided by the vibrations of the bearings below.
Never wanting the road to end,
Never wanting the journey to start.

I can't stop from crying
anymore than I can stop from loving
the beauty that unfolds before my eyes;
little miracles that hold immeasurable mystery.

Questions overwhelm
like laughter in the coffee shop
when you're trying to get something done;
you're distracted by wondering who the joke is on.

Well.
The joke is on you.

Life's spontaneous blessings remind me daily
of the thing I'm living for.
The One I'm living for-
And that, kind sir, is undeniable.