Off the Road

The road is loud and distressing.

Columns of metal moving fast, anxiously.
Ambulances and police cars chasing time.
Frantic people trying to cross over.

Off the Road is where there is no such noise.
Life emerges.

The Rotondes dress up gracefully in between.
Like heroic searchlights, they offer support.
The more you see them, the more they see you.

The road is loud and distressing.
Columns of metal moving fast - meaninglessly.

Off the Road is where the pigeons mock us.
Where they play in the clouds while we try to cross over, chasing, freely, the true happiness of being.

Columns of metal moving fast - pointlessly.
Ambulances and police cars chasing time.
Frantic people trying to cross over.

Off the Road is where people truly connect.
Where hope and faith unveil.
Where emotions tremble, and healing murmurs.
Where human beauty blooms.

The Rotondes dress up elegantly in between.
Full of grace, day and night.
The more you see them, the more they see you.

Off the Road is where nature calls.
What once seemed important becomes small.
What once seemed small becomes vast.

The Rotondes dress up inventively.
Like heroic searchlights, they offer support.
The more you see them, the more they see you.

Stand still.
Open your eyes.
Reconnect.

The road remains loud and disruptive.

Off the Road,

Youth,
Change,
Future,
Healing,
PEACE.