Free Verse Friday- Original from Versicolor

Clouds float above a country road

creating a shadow plane,

blinds to heaven.

I race to catch the sun again

never knowing if I will escape

from this dull grasp.

When I emerge

I see the next shadow looming.

My car door vibrates

with a verse stretched through its speaker,

Its beauty veiled by torn melodies

forced through wires and air.

It dies.

As I remember where I’m going

the shadow finds me again.

I press my bare foot to the gas

only knowing that if there are shadows

there must be light somewhere.

– Versicolor