racing away

The working year is finally over
I escape like a young falcon
Flying over the fields of
Paper n pens n rolls n books n bits n pieces
Leaving the mounds and mountains behind
Running from exams n tests n evaluations
Fleeing from appraisals meetings conferences n endless
Endless discussions

Our bellies full with celebration
scars of endurance
A medal with dubious honour
My comrade and i board the red chariot
The sun is hot and our car silently
Cruises the back streets home

Simple discussions of music
N technology
The coming break
What we want to hold on to
What we need to let go
How tired we are
Getting older
Thinking younger
We have both thought of three’s
Meditation writing walking for me
Exercise prayer music for him

The breath returns
The heart relaxes
My comrade dropped home
The last few minutes of travel
Seem an eternity
The heat is pulsing
The car groans as I turn into home
The last sound of the
Last moment
It is
Finished
The true day
About to
begin

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