Amazing Day!

Driving, driving through Wyoming
Early, roads slick from fog, hot coffee two sugars
Sun peaking over mountain tops, leaving hazy valleys
Beautiful red sculptures of rock and boulder
Snow, bright, so bright as the sun finds me
Stop, buy sunglasses for this east bound drive
Driving again, engine purring loving the open road

Remains, bless the deer, now a crow's breakfast
No radio, snow patrol sings to my soul
January 20th, a new president on the horizon
Still no radio, more mountains, more snow
Trucks, so many trucks hauling America on their backs
Construction, orange barrels and sage brush
Wind mills pulling energy from God's breath

Static, Anna Nalick tells me to breathe, be patient
A cowboy croons through static, maybe now..surfing
Green river frozen, lone hawk circles..majestic
Yes! More static but almost audible news station
Then Biden, no longer shushing, but swearing an oath
Violin, piano.. John Williams draws peace into the portrait

Laying his hand on a bible once touched by Lincoln
Tears held back for fear of streaming mascara
'Deer crossing next five miles'
Still driving, old friend waiting for a hug
A voice of hope, a voice of integrity and strength
Swearing to lead and hold our nation
Many watching, trusting and listening

Almost out of gas, out of coffee, pulling in
Inside truckers huddle, small crowded lounge with cable
Some with fear, others with hope, watching our fledgling leader
Hurry, don't want to miss.. smiling at fellow commuter
"We have a new president!", too excited not to speak, pumping gas
He smiles back, "Should I be excited?" "Yes!" I flash
"Should we do cartwheels or pray?"
"Do both!" I reply at the handsome face, pulling away

Radio back on, words of humility, words of hope
Faith in this new leader fills me, brimming tears
Road blurs, fight lost with mascara as tears roll
National Anthem, powerful poem by Elizabeth from Yale
Prayer from a man who walked with a legend
Static returns, gifted pocket of reception drifting away

Cold play explains the speed of sound
Baron desert, beautiful, open and endless
'Continental Divide 7000 ft'
America and her power vibrate through my tires
Peaceful, free, alone I fly across her plains
On this day of monumental promises from greatness