Alberta Roads

Grinding down Alberta roads,
gravel thrumming under the floorboards,
grit under the fingers,
racing for home again but
never getting there on time,
throwing up waves of
cream-coloured dust to hang over dark
and heavy seas of grain gathering a harvest
of wet and hail,

the sun breaking out beneath
grumbling glowering leaden giants,
eyes blazing teeth
glinting on the horizon,
throws out a cathedral
arch of dazzling coloured light
spanning to the edges of the earth
as the fields break into waves of
golden song.

Stopping the car and rolling
down the window, eyes lifting
wonder rising, I’m home –
and no one but the wind to
hear me smile.

Ed Wiens is a member of Culloden MB Church, Vancouver.