I’m driving on the open road
Watching the wind play with the leaves.
I remember something I used to believe,
And I think about the signs
Reminding me where I am.
Not just the ones on the road
Showing me where to go,
But the signals on my skin
Telling me what I am feeling
And the picture that I zoom in on
When I look through my lenses
Becoming aware of all my senses
That show me what I think is real.
And the sounds and the smells
And the stories the wind tells,
While I’m driving on the open road
With a new conscious, mindful mode
In this, the Ultimate Illusion.
