Detour

With my logical mind I drive down the straight and narrow

Destination and arrival time determined

Intersection checkpoints are passed within schedule

The sun is bright, and the temperature pleasing

Ahead I see construction has blocked my path

A detour site has been posted

The sun fades and the heat grows uncomfortable warm

Panic sets in

Turning down the road less traveled

I appreciate scenery anew and unexplored

Many stop signs are defeated and passed

While each winding turn bringing more of the unknown

Alert with awareness, my confidence soars

And urgency enters the equation

I scold myself for checking my watch

And return to enjoying the adventure of this journey

Soon the familiar traveled road rejoins my quest

A sigh of relief involuntarily escapes my lips

Stopping on the side of the road, I reflect back…

AND FEEL PRIDE

7-13-02

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