Bicycle and morning equations

My bike ride to work
at 6:00 in
the morning,
is an equation of the heart,
lonely=joy.

I am left with my thoughts,
my deep breathing,
my gears
and oily chains.

I watch the sun
try to peek out
and I wonder
what they are doing
in Korea,
England, Ireland,
elsewhere,
always elsewhere.

I hit a bump
and I am spurred
into another, truer
equation,
meditation + bicycle + early morning= prayer of self.

It is a worship of appreciation,
of life, experience, past,
and the potential of this very day.

No other future exists except
this day, my gears, my bike lock slung
in a bag across my back.