Commute,  visual movement #1

The late afternoon sun washed over me,

its rays of filtered warmth, those

streaming golden rivulets,

as I kept pace with fellow





pausing to heed the lit signals

beaming gentle directives

at crossing crowds.

I pass glances at familiar sights,

spiced with different fellow journeyers of the moment.

The brightness gently baptizes the day’s work off of me,

gradually shedding those office layers of travail

to reveal a cleaned, ready soul,

open to whatever evening adventures await.

One thought on “Commute,  visual movement #1

  1. I enjoyed reading it a few times. What a great sense and perspective. I’ll try to treasure these moments this fall during my commute.

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