High desert for miles around.
A highway cuts through it from horizon to horizon
with a town every 100 miles or so.
To some, it seems desolate.
To others, it is beautiful like no other place.
Storms to the rear have already doused the earth
with a cleansing rain, and the sweet smell of wet
sage brush fills the air to be taken in and savored.
It is the lonely road, the loneliest highway
that exposes you to this beauty.
One Reply to “High Desert Highway”
Nicely said, Brent.
I highly recommend Hwy 50–any or all of it–as a soul-refreshing ride. Here’s my take on riding just a portion of the Lonliest Road in America: