Long straight stretch of road.
Couldn’t stop taking pictures of where the road met the sky,
the trees towering over it all
almost like the sky was a second road,
a mirrored road,
almost like the sky was a ribbon of clouds,
a tunnel of road.
The way the road met the sky, the road stretching on as far as eye could see,
trees along both sides, a sort of tunnel,
the sky becoming the roof of this tunnel,
the way the trees framed the sky.
It was incredible,
this metaphor that was created and kept proving itself to me.