I Need to Go

For Justine

Driving down
A dark dirt road,
Under a pine tree canopy.
Destination set
For wherever the road leads.
Nowhere to be,
But where I am.
Seeking nothing,
But myself,
And, maybe,
A little adventure.

Fly rods and fishing poles,
Campfires and marshmallows.
Sleeping under the stars
Unpolluted by city lights.
Walking in the footprints
Of history,
Feeling the sea breeze,
Smelling the salt air,
Travel down the trail
To see something
I’ve never seen,
To live life
While I’m able,
Neither hindered
Nor held back.

I just want to leave
And never return.