Long Drive to Mountain Breeze
From city scapes to country byways
Flats, valleys, hills in a maze
Dusty tracks on barren fields
Obscure the aisle to mountain breeze
Glare of death from distant horizon
Scattered roundsheeps roll in motion
Over a hundred rotten roos so close
Bodies torn to pieces, road kill up the nose
Wilderness unending, unfathomable peaks and troughs
Perilous journey by far equally divided in half
The aisle to mountain breeze gilded with secrets anew
To unlock eternal puzzles merged in the next clue
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