Tuesday

After spending
much of the week
at the retreat
where I am taught
lessons in freedom,
I leave home
to return home.

Then I take to the
rails of my life again,
poking my head out at
11:45 to see if the Earth
is still working. Yes,
the #45 to Transcona
arrives first this time
with the one heading downtown
only slightly late. The
holiday is indeed over
and the clock starts
to tick tock again.

Past the parking lot
I can see the #45
heading for its loop
around the Super Store.