From the Road Day 3 enroute to Suk Villa (French Quarter)

Misty Mountains of painted rain
wash away miles of sleep drenched
asphalt beneath our tires....

Hillsides splashed with summers
fallen soldiers, arms barron
after being stripped of
their foliage
defense

After 145 miles of slumber;
lights come up, people cry
as we bare our souls once again.....