i was driving to reach factory

i was driving to reach factory

usual traffic , speedbreakers, overtakers,
jerks, swings, police, hawkers ,

routine, no novel
nothing unusual

one thought how to reach in time safely, of course
mind thinking, body acting, as a matter of course

things were going smooth
forsooth,not a sooth

mind felt things to be alright and declutched from body,
started thinking laterally,a bit moody

what is the goal?--- not the factory
when?--- not after the story turns into history

now, here ,on the road, on the bike
being started to drive the mind alike

it said the goal is to be with being
and every moment be seeing and doing

i reduced the speed a little, hands on the brake relaxed,
manipulating the accelerator negotiating situations unlaxed

now ,eyes were not only on the road and traffic,
but on trees,sky, shops buildings,people,panorama,terrific

the body in high relaxation, 
became light as air, as if non existant

it was just a moment of stand still, 
as if i am not travelling, not sitting on vehicle, 

just existing nonchalance, 
a non moving in all moving,

is it a dream have i slipped into ?
no
i am fully aware alert

rather in much more alertness than usual, 
on the road minding expertly every obstruction or traffic signal,

manipulating the speed , but entirely carefree, not careless.
yes i was in a state of being in acting

here i found how
-- being permeating the mind and body nervous system, 
the activity becomes effortless, enjoyable, as if doing an art, 

with total involvement 
yet completely uninvolved, as if a witness.

driving is one example , every activity thus becomes an attempt to reach the goal everymoment confirming journey is itself the goal