the light of God

the light of god falls on the highway and still we drive along unnoticing, unnoticed by each other, passing in the right lane, running signs and praying to see angels saving us...this is how we die and the living in between is not much different except the scenery. when i close my eyes i can see my life fold out like linen before me and i know in my heart that my life is a top down scout international II, silver blue interior and ticonderoga pencil yellow to sail past the red flags that signal sharp curves ahead, open to the wind and the light of God falls on me as i drive by you with your thumb out, no time to stop, roses are waiting ahead.