I ride at dusk
The fresh evening air
Kisses my moistened skin
Shadows dance for me
As I coast through the damp valley
Humor abounds at dusk
For the Earth experiences
Lighthearted confusion
Between day and night
Then, as if a switch was flipped,
Night wins the squabble
My lights guide me safely home
As I smile, filled with wonder,
Visions of the magic
Still glimmering in my mind
I ride at dusk