Rainbow woke up to the sound a coyote. The sunshine streamed through the trailer windows, and she felt freedom, finally, freedom. The sun is a glorious orb and peace is possible. Tomorrow would bring another day of travel and the open road. The road is like a mandala to a traveler, the yellow marks in the center more full of feeling than the most heartfelt drips of Pollock's canvases. Rainbow and her lover, Travis, knew this. That's why their souls would never part, and the skies of the desert felt full with their vibrating presence.