Roads

Country Roads
I immediately burst into
John Denver's song,
and think of the dusty,
dirt roads of childhood.
Of horses following the
herd up or down
on mountain roads,
The yellow jeep bumping
over rock and ruts
after rain.

"I have a dream" like Martin Luther King,
I was propelled down the road to
make dreams come true...
I started out in medicine
but changed to education
wanting to change the world
to a more accepting,
tolerant, equal world.
My dreams truly tested
when my daughter married
and brought my wonderful
white/black grandchildren
into my world to love;
my son had his white/latino
so beautiful daughter;
My white/white daughter's
marriage ended in divorce
one grandchild..marriage and
more grandchildren.
and my son brought me
a grandchild, different dad, with
his new wife with more to come.
I have nine wonderful grandchildren.
I so love them all. It's
"I have a dream" come true!
My dream road expanded.

"Let's Drive" made me explore
my country, and the newly made
Grand-Staircase Escalante
National Monument. I re-did
old roadtrips. I discovered
parts I had never known,
never seen.
Old roads were history.
Improved roads to make history
for our young..to connect
the old and the young.
To unite families from past
to present.
To enjoy just being on the road.

I am older and the Spirit Road calls..
I plan to move and learn and listen.
I want to hear what the American Indian
has to say about the roads of the spirit.
I want to hear what old men think
and old women and discover where wisdom grows.
What have the Chinese, those from India,
those who thrive and grow on the spiritual path
have to say to me? Who will teach me?
Can I call on my two sisters from the
other world to prod me along the Spirit Road,
where I can learn more and learn best?
I will walk the Spirit Road.
Those who teach, will come.