Road Journey with Rik (ii)

electric blue flash lightning splits the sky
thunder cracks & ripples away
atop the Tarn gorge

we are up then down on twisting road
sweating
I fall to sleep & dream
repeatedly
waking to the same situation
of falling road & conversation

we crane our necks
to see vultures black
like death
soaring thermals
preying
like war planes
waiting
wings stretched wide
turning
above the canyoned rock