It was a ‘eureka moment’. <br />Driving for miles and miles in the throttling, demonic dark. <br />And alas, it was a night off for an old friend called moonlight. <br />Not sure where I was, nor certain even where I wanted to go, <br />It turned out to be one hell of a road. <br /> <br />Face squinting through the steamed up glass, <br />Seeing nothing but the deathly monotony of monochrome. <br />Shadows spinning the blackest weave of thread, through my head. <br />Oh yes, it was a hell of a road. <br /> <br />Then a speck in the murky distance, <br />So infinitesimal that it took a while to transmit from eye to brain. <br />I plundered blindly forwards, but still so cautious, <br />Hope being held in rein. <br /> <br />Then a sudden, explosive surge of embracing warmth, <br />With piety I exclaimed “And there was light”! <br />And I saw that the light was good, and at that wondrous moment, <br />I at last separated wrong from right. <br /> <br />With total certainty I put my right foot hard to the floor, <br />Doubts about the direction I was taking, no more. <br />The demons cowered and slinked back to their hiding place, <br />I had done what they feared and through the rear mirror, <br />Looked myself in the face. <br />It was a hell of a road. <br /> <br />And as often happens when you know where you are, <br />I gobbled up the miles; my journey no longer seemed so far. <br />No more did I look for roadside directions, <br />I simply followed my heart and my heart lead me home to you. <br />But it was a hell of a road.<br /><br />John Warrington<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-hell-of-a-road/
