the miles roll into the thousands
as the asphalt ribbon ebbs and flows
waving fields of grass bend and bow
before the wind with few trees to break
silence lives in the middle of nowhere
heavy as the billowing clouds at dusk
testimony to words unspoken
a life unlived in exchange for endless sky
the promise of no walls to constrict
compensation for no arms to enfold
the plains keeps their secrets well
only a few know the allure and reward
of horizons that never disappoint
satisfaction in relentless labour
oblivion to restless millions captured
by the concrete prisons that are never still
stillness is a gateway to eternal peace
a glimpse of something yet to come
as the miles roll into the thousands
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