Bone tired and world weary, I left work,
frustrated by Congress and politics and pettiness and ego
(or am I being redundant?), driving home
in a daze of dejection and despair.
Coming up my hill in the failing light, I reached the top and the world—
my world—was a panorama of clouds and setting sun, of vistas and vision.
And I thought, “Thanks, I needed that.”
[First posted: October 5, 2013]
