crossing the yellow line

on the road home

I wonder if I will dare cross the yellow line,

the dotted yellow allows it if it's safe, but

I feel vulnerable crossing over wondering

if a truck will appear out of nowhere,

suddenly my life would flash in front of my eyes

and I'd wonder if I had spent it well

or wasted it, always afraid to cross the 

yellow line and explore the unknown.

I wonder that often these days, looking

over to the other side of the road, between

the cars and trucks approaching me

at high speeds, I catch glimpses of

green on the other side but can't tell

if it's the same color as on this side,

I wonder if I should pull off the 

road and cross over for a closer

look.