On the Road……A Poem – on Bike to Work Day
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In the dream,
we till the loamy soil
and work the byways and flyways
of pacific salmon
and monarch butterflies.
Days flow like cycling migration patterns of hummingbirds and
humpback whales.
— nourished by seal pup carrion and wildflowers.
Lew is right. There is no place else to go,
but remember that rascal Chuang Tzu.
Waking up he says,
“Maybe my life is only a butterfly’s dream.”
-Nathan, May 9, 2013
Nathan, this is an amazing poem.
Asatar Bair | University of the Heart
9 May 13 at 8:26 pm
Asatar/ thanks so much my friend! knowing the poem made an impression on a fellow traveler like yourself is the smell of jasmine.
fridaycyclotouriste
9 May 13 at 9:59 pm
Great poem and interesting that you ended with ??’s buttery fly dream.
Sunny
14 May 13 at 12:42 pm
right on! thanks Sunny.
fridaycyclotouriste
23 May 13 at 6:21 pm