usually when I drive I can zone out
to a good song or peaceful memory
time escapes me for a while
I drift off into a pleasant place
but there are times that I can not escape myself.
thoughts roll in like relentless, cold winter waves
I try to channel through the chaos
it is a waste of my effort.
instead I surrender, and let the storm take its course
only allowing it the time it is due
then all at once the storm in me has passed and I am back to the bliss of the road again - words by sarah maria