I’m always pleasantly surprised
to find a little bit of country
in the metro area where I live.
I took a right,
right out of a traffic jam
and before I knew it
there were sprawling fields
and sky-high hills.
This windmill
told me that all
was still and quiet here,
like a little pocket of peace
during rush hour.
Funny how one little turn
can put you on the path
to happiness.
It pays to take the road less traveled.
