Down the Road

Vibrations echo up my shin, into the deep recesses of my mind, as my feet progress, relentlessly. The wind at my back, but it does not speed my pace. No, my destination is a place I dread to go. Raising my eyes unto the horizon, I see the trees which stand sentry to my path. I notice the light sift through layers of leaves, casting webs of shadow and uncertainty across my way. I gaze farther as the road rises and crests the hill, sunlight gleaming beyond, as sunlight is wont to do. The deep resonance gives way to a deeper pounding: mu heart.
Feet astumble and heart aflutter, I contemplate the insanity of the feat I endeavor in fits and starts, unable to grasp those clouds of thoughts. Each instant of imagination passes between my fingers as mist, leaving me with a cold and empty feeling.
The wind bids me continue on my trek, and indeed, it cannot be tarried further. For the sun sets and will find me one day, having reached the hilltop or not.
The sun will find me and it will be glorious. All other cares fade, as the light through the canopy. Though shadows ensnare my feet and darkness hinders my vision, the light will break through. I will break through.