The car door shuts with a reassuring clunk
Suddenly “the busy world is hushed”
All external clamour is stifled
I am at peace
Through the windows the quotidian frenzy
But I am immune,
Cocooned in this comforting capsule
Don’t start the engine, don’t check the mirrors
Why go anywhere, enshrined in this calm oasis?
Luxuriate in this fleeting lacuna, life on hold
Baby-like, secure in mother’s womb
Why do they sell cars on their reputation for speed?
Or their brake-neck acceleration
Surely their motionless power to induce serenity
Not only saves fuel, but restores our sanity
No longer 0 – 60 in 5 seconds
But high doh down to low doh
Never thought of it this way. Spot on! I shall now retreat to my car. Esp when it’s raining hard *smile*.