Benny Sip

Poetry

The Open Road

The Open Road

Beckons those

In search of freedom

This thing

Has been lost from our lives

Yet

We forget that something lost

Only waits to be found

Again

It is those on the open road

That stand the chance of being reacquainted with

This thing

They once knew so well

Like an old friend

After years and years

Still

Holds the door open 

Eagerly

Patiently

Kindly

Awaiting your arrival

With the love of all the stars

~ The Open Road ~

Ben Sippola