Moving road stretch

The moving road
take the swaying trees along
I watch rooted
Through the unmoving window
of the speeding car 
And a racing mind

I watch 
As they move past
Behind, to the past
To the road I travelled
On this speeding car
And a wishful heart

I watch
the views I had
and the destinations 
I have travelled beyond
On this speeding car
And the ambitious eyes

There, I know
They move past
My previous me
Little recognising the different me
Peering through the stained windows
Of this speeding car 
And the turbulent mind

That’s when I see
I am the road
Stretching across the past
And now the present
Ever changing, yet static
beyond the changeless window
And the transient mind

I realise 
As far I travel
I am still here
Still yearning 
for the place of rest
Beyond this speeding car
In the restive mind