early work commute
spared the forlorn sadness
dreary winter skies
early work commute
spared the forlorn sadness
dreary winter skies
fog and darkness
hard to see way forward
without human touch
evening traffic
each goose takes turn leading
stillness in their wake
mirror in my view
i do the opposite
of what i see
waking to darkness
my soul rails against the gloom
then my eyes open