This morning I had an epiphany.
A sudden manifestation of the meaning of....

A woman kissed her son good bye
and as he ran for the bus stop she watched,
then lit her cigarette and exhaled with a sigh.

And in that moment
I understood.

Constructing the uninhabitable streets of our lives
has become oppressive.

And I drove on, with a smile
and the knowledge that we are free
and that we are loved
and that I know that
makes me real.