The Rearview Mirror

Trying not to glance at the Rearview mirror. While the snow flakes makes love to the windscreen, the wiper swipes it clean. Snowdust covered roads welcomes me to tomorrow. I smile at the comfortable cruising sounds of a well fed motor. It is humming a quiet tune and serenades the new peace that I found. Happy that the journey is a joy once more and I don’t need to look at the Rearview mirror again. Rejoicing the here and now, and killing my fear of past deeds done. Ready to Welcome tomorrow.