Bumper: Freedom Update

Stumbled out of bed
Looking for freedom.
Peered into the coffee,
Examined the toast,
Played with the oatmeal,
But didn’t find it.

Preparing to go
And somebody phoned.
Animated conversation ensued,
Sweeping away all thoughts of
This freedom, so eagerly sought
Only moments before.

Out the door,
Down the road,
Forgot all day,
Even when dining
With a friend,
And after we parted.

Then to the meditation group,
So preoccupied,
Everything was barely noticed,
Could not maintain any focus,
Misplaced mindfulness,
Moment after moment.

The trip home,
Not even remembered,
Yet somehow arrived,
And then freedom returned,
But what had been learned?
It had been dropped anyway.

It’s difficult to say
What use was made of this day.
Lost and found seems to be the theme,
Over and over passing this way,
But never seem to stay.