The Road Up Ahead

The sky grows dark
storm clouds are rolling in. 

Few are on the road 

it is safer at home.

It is difficult to see what's ahead

visibility is short. 

The rain coming down in sheets

creates a grey hazy fog.

For miles and miles all I can see is the blurred image of orange side-markers topped with lights that do little but cast a glow above the road through the rain,

Turning my attention to what is right in front of me 

I focus on the white reflectors dotting the lane lines a few yards up showing me the way.

No cars, no taillights to guide me, only my thoughts, 
my concentration on right here, right now, right in front of me.

Eventually I'll arrive 

and there will be time for what's up ahead. 
For now I'll keep my eyes on what is 
right in front of me.