Minivan
Rain pounding the highway, relentless
Escalating before the cloud’s soaking crescendo
A minivan defies the storm fighting down the washed out road
A father, alert to the perils, attentively grips the wheel
Considering which route to take for optimal safety
Calculating every variable, he decides
His mind is exclusively on the journey – locked
A mother tries to steady her hands, shaking with the excitement of an imminent reunion
Blinded to the conditions outside by her fixation on the future
“So long since I’ve seen my sister,” she thinks
“Surely the kids are just as excited!”
She steals a look back at her children
Her mind is singularly on her sibling - locked
The mother’s glance goes unnoticed to the daughter, due to the child’s captivating book
She reads of Sam’s persistence
She knows precisely what will happen to the determined creature’s green eggs and ham
This does not dissuade her in the slightest, eyes never leaving the paper
Her mind is entirely on the story - locked
A moist grape between a boy’s fingers
The five year old considers darting one at his sister
Reconsidering, he drops it back into his plastic bag of grapes
She would get him in trouble no doubt
But oh the urge to throw one!
Spying the illiterate baby across from him: unable to articulate crimes
Preparing to fling one at the toddler brother
His mind is solely on this roguish task – locked
The toddler startles; the cool sphere stinging his cheek
Fretting over it for only a second before resuming his daydream
Contemplating the meaning of the rain outside
The sound of rolling rubber on road
Where was he?
Who was he?
His thoughts: liberated of any preoccupation
His mind - free
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