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As a teenager, I subscribed to the notion that one should "retire" (read: celebrate life) in his twenties so he could learn from the world less encumbered by material trappings and only then should he settle in to adulthood. The world may be a more compassionate place. This, I believe, is true luxury. I am now in my forties.

Monday, February 04, 2008

Leaving Work


There is a freedom
Loosed from confines of glass and steel
Wind
Tears in my eyes
I’m unencumbered,
I can hear, see, and smell
Feel the air.
Deep breaths
In and out
Tension dissolves
Complete concentration
I’m aware of everything
In all directions
My dimensions are sleek
Agile
My legs continuously pumping
Anticipating
Reacting
Arms pulling
I slide through traffic
As they wait
Then slug forward
Burning old dead weight
I cruise through an intersection
When all lights are red
That moment
When legs behind guzzling steel
Move from brake to gas
Their only exercise
Green trees
In Prospect Park
Fresh oxygenated air
I sit back
Coast
With hands out
I embrace life
And smile
At my arrival home


3 comments:

citrine14 said...

Lucy and I have been snow bound here for a couple of days --- we've ventured out, but she looks like the kid from "A Christmas Story" and her patience runs out quick. With that said, your poem made me jealous :) I love it.

-Chrissy

Anonymous said...

The post being on my birthday, I took the liberty of making it mean something - something special of coarse! By itself it is also wonderful.

- Tia Liz (Maria is teaching me Spanish, so that is 'Aunt' Liz)

MB said...

I felt the ride home and the zone you were in. What a natural high and great way to transition to your private life. A true gift you give yourself...

MB