Take a Backseat

Sometimes 
One must take a backseat
Bit messy
Not particularly neat

Watching the traveled  path 
Roll out through the rear window
Reflecting on the past
And not worrying of the future

Watching the sun 
Peek through the passing trees
Shading the half open eyes
Sleepy but not tired

Hands free, Off the steering, 
but instead
folded on the resting neck
Supporting the relaxed head

Legs on the window
No longer on the peddles
No longer urging for speed
Or ready to press the brakes 

No longer in control
of the music console
Listening to
Whichever song that gets played

Waving to people following 
Spreading smiles, not rage
Waiting for the next ones to come
As each of them move off the stage

Sometimes 
You deserve to chill
Moving at your own pace, 
As per your will

Sometimes, you must pause 
and enjoy the treat
Sometimes 
One must 
take a backseat