On a Northern Road

Riding the crests and
pulled into the arc of long swooping turns
dancing between pooled water
greeting piercing dirt-stained trucks
lonely out here, origins and destinations unclear

confronted by the impact
through the windscreen
of the volume of space
growing, building, unfolding
redefining space and size with every signpost, or in their noted absence

an army of green sentinels
in perfect procession
parallel, shoulder to shoulder

we soar,
we soar!
We soar through their honor guard.