Road Trip

This week's word for the One Word Blog Carnival is "road". Check out Peter's post, and the posts of those who link up to this blog carnival by clicking here.

I have had roads I dreamed of opened up to me, paved, with flowers bordering the sides.  

I have had roads I hoped to travel blocked with impassable boulders and floods.

I have had roads I never wanted to walk along become the only one available to me.

I have roads I'm unsure of opened up before me, now.

But I have not traveled, nor will I ever travel, alone.

I have loved the following song from the first time I heard it, listening to the radio in my room as a teen.   I loved it even more when I heard it while driving on an actual road for the first time.  (I learned to drive when I was 23, after my daddy died.)   I love it even more now that I look back at roads I've been on as well as to those I still hope to travel.

On the roads we travel both together and apart, Kyrie Eleison.  Lord, have mercy!

The wind blows hard against this mountainside

Across the sea into my soul

It reaches in to where I cannot hide

Setting my feet upon the road

My heart is old it holds my memories

This heart it burns a gem like flame

Somewhere between the soul and soft machine

Is where I find myself again

Kyrie Elison down the road that I must travel

Kyrie Elison through the darkness of the night

Kyrie Elison where I go you will follow

Kyrie Elison on a highway in the light

When I was young I dreamed of growing old

Of what my life would mean to me

Would I have traveled down my chosen road

Or only wish that I could be

Kyrie Elison down the road that I must travel

Kyrie Elison through the darkness of the night

Kyrie Elison where I go you will follow

Kyrie Elison on a highway in the light