Commuter

She loses herself in books
dreams up the sun the moon
and the stars

She floats in clouds
and on rainbows
feels soft rain on her hair

In the morning dew
she runs with the deer
at night
she hunts with the owl

She stands at the edge of cliffs
watching the gulls circle below
the froth and foam
of the sea
crashing on rocks

Then she closes her book
leaves the train
and walks home