The Bus from Nowhere

A deserted road dusty
barbecue in the summer sky,
alone she frets and paces
growing fears petrify

until the old school bus,
a mirage, does appear
old and frail the driver
an invitation full of cheer.

Bombarded when she climbs aboard
fragrant pleasures titillate,
a sense of peace encompasses
as warming vibes stimulate.

From the empty depths magnetic
an unkempt stranger does allure
in a second, she’s beside him
no longer lost, she is sure.

The dream, the trip, the memories
a greyhound on the run--
when at last she landed home
she knew He’d sent his son.

@laurie kolp

Prompt inspiration: Carry on Tuesday