Auto Motive

Long car journeys make me dream
the turning wheels in turn
turning on my imagination
as my mind wanders
clicking into gear of illusion
and fantasising upon fiction
forming paradises before me
even as the road is dull below
and I turn my gaze towards another horizon
travelling the road of tranced enchantment
to see with eyes beyond eyes
into possibility and what could be
when the path diverts metaphysically
in tune to a rumbling hum
that rocks and cradles the cranium
And sometimes this bestows slumber
if the journey is long enough
and the road soothingly smooth
so in unconscious delirium
things play out
never to be recalled
leaving only a rested self in its wake
relaxed and reinvigorated  
in a way standard sleep does not
as consistently deliver
even if my hang has hung forward
lolling in my lull  
as the vehicle advances
Similar sensations have been achieved
while walking to music
but such daydreams are not as vivid
or natural in their meandering
as in the trust of the car's care.