Driving east in the morning sun,
the glare on glass and in the air,
a wall of white I can’t see through,
reality obscured. The road may
curve and I go straight. A jolt
of fear. Just ahead, a crossing.
I know it’s there, a place where
anything, a truck, a walking man,
a creature from the woods,
could put its body in my way
and I not know. Better, then, to
pull aside and wait. But something
says go on. Danger draws me.
I am strong, I think, and tuned
to the beyond. The earth turns
and all things fall into place,
things as they are. I’m excited.
I must know if I am favored yet.
I must test my way to know.