I walked to work this morning when the sun
invited me, emerging as the mist
of morning drizzle passed. I could have run
some errands, written more, composed the list
intended for the day, but golden light
enticed me to perambulate so far:
a 90 minute walk in nothing tight,
without encumbrance, bus or train or car.
Through Elmwood, passing Rockridge, up the hill
to CCA and then for 30 blocks,
I looked around while striding and was still
inside, content to be without the box
of windshield, any screen or phone display
between my fancies and my eyes today.