The Daily Commuter

28 Jun


A bird flew down in early sunlight

Along the side of the road

Ignoring the cars, trucks, and motorcycles.

Pecking and hopping side stepping the trash

After some inspection of an empty bag.

He has the sky, opened and holding all dreams

Of freedom; to fly without a trail left behind,

Or a destination in mind. What is he thinking,

Walking this highway during morning rush hour,

Completely oblivious before lunch time?


Authors Note:

Are we mindlessly going about our daily activity and ignoring its purpose? Life, love, beauty, and… the confident directions of the path we chose to travel?

 Have we forgotten the aimless untraceable flight of each of our own way that separates us from the common highway? Landing by the side of the road forgetting how to fly, only to find an empty bag?


Posted by on June 28, 2015 in ignorance, Philosophy, Poetry, thoughts


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19 responses to “The Daily Commuter

  1. Myrna

    June 28, 2015 at 4:19 pm

    I hope we are not like the thoughtless bird. Instead, i hope we stay conscious of life’s beauty as well as it’s pain. I hope we live fully and stay loyal to our purpose.


  2. gillena

    June 28, 2015 at 4:51 pm

    Well the scriptures say he made us higher than the animals. So no I’d say we define purpose according to our conscience

    Have a nice Sunday. Thanks for linking in at my Sunday Lime

    Much love…


  3. totomai

    June 28, 2015 at 6:23 pm

    That’s happening – morning rush is full of thoughtless zombies 🙂


  4. Donna@Living From Happiness

    June 28, 2015 at 7:48 pm

    I fell into this mindless following along the busy highway….but oh our purpose is so much clearer when we can become mindful and seek that purpose….I thoroughly enjoyed this and your beautiful reading of it too!


  5. Sanaa Rizvi

    June 28, 2015 at 7:52 pm

    This is brilliant..hope we all manage to hold on to our purpose in life.. achieve our dreams and never lose focus 🙂
    Well penned!


  6. Sherry Blue Sky

    June 28, 2015 at 9:47 pm

    Must be looking for some breakfast…..I love “he has the sky, open and holding all dreams”……..


  7. Sumana Roy

    June 28, 2015 at 11:19 pm

    rat race makes one forget the higher life…so sad…such a beautiful poem ZQ…


  8. thotpurge

    June 29, 2015 at 12:10 am

    Beautiful to live like that…forage, fly and dream and be oblivious to the asphalt and fumes.


  9. Ankita Sethi

    June 29, 2015 at 3:24 am

    I wish I could live for a day like that but the world we live in is so dangerous to be ignored even for a second. Well penned!


  10. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)

    June 29, 2015 at 4:12 am

    Somehow I feel we have to have to find a purpose.. but also sometimes just exist without a purpose.. maybe there is a delicate balance there.


  11. oldegg

    June 29, 2015 at 6:13 am

    City dwellers have this problem whilst in the country you become accustomed to and part of natures creatures lives and the wider world.


  12. Jae Rose

    June 29, 2015 at 9:19 am

    Yes i think on the whole we mindlessly go about our little birds oblivious and single minded..and yet here we are writing…so maybe there is indeed a window for something more 😉


  13. glmeisner

    June 29, 2015 at 2:34 pm

    Yes we are all birds at times. Though this is close to home as we recently had a jumper on my morning commute.


  14. Eileen T O'Neill

    June 29, 2015 at 6:15 pm


    I think we may be heading along the same highway, but each making a different use of the gifts given..Some seek adventure, others plod and find only the empty bag:)



  15. magicalmysticalteacher

    June 30, 2015 at 8:45 am

    Sometimes, I fear, I am that bird…

    No Idea (Longer Poem)


  16. daniel lee johnson

    June 30, 2015 at 2:40 pm

    Richard this is excellent and you illustrate an important point also. Life is more than acquiring food and shelter. Life is about learning to fly !!!



  17. C.C.

    June 30, 2015 at 9:41 pm

    I appreciate the philosophical thoughts inherent in this!


  18. X

    June 30, 2015 at 10:55 pm

    Interesting allegory – I think it comes from not only our detachment from community, but a loss of our own identity ina rush to embrace what ever is new, hot, will get us attention we are starving for. We give up the sky to be seen by the cars.


  19. Locomente

    July 2, 2015 at 7:26 am

    Yes, I really think so. We are running somewhere… Maybe to reach an unknown destiny – forgetting the journey!



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