Driving to School
Read by Rabbi Neil Blumofe
Driving along in the morning sun,
The streets are already full of cars,
Window down, wind whistling in my ear
I can hear the leaves and concrete crack
As my car’s tires roll over them.
There are little kids walking on the sidewalk,
Going on their own path to their own futures.
We pass joggers, bikers, even a few swimmers,
All moving swiftly like busy bees in a hive.
Downtown the skyscrapers glisten,
A galactic lightbulb
Shining brightly in my eyes
and we are almost there.
More construction, more houses, more cars
And I can’t help but wonder
Where are they all headed?
Highway systems like veins and arteries
Pumping so many different journeys
To school or work
or unimagined places of the heart.