My life is a friendly highway -
More companions and fewer potholes...
Here I'll find the truths of ancient scrolls...
Here I'll meet a lot of inquisitive souls...

I like the imagery here:). I believe the potholes represent the not friendly faces we meet in our path. I like the way this stanza progresses, and the end rhymes presents a flow that allow the reader an easier transition from one line to the next.