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Apr 2016
Bike rides
After morning and before night
My wheels take me to new avenues
Where the novelty my eyes peruse
On these adventures spontaneity is what I pursue
I meander streets
Following the direction of my
Whimsical heart
I turn off my mind
I go for a ride
I open my eyes
Tune into my senses
Become aware of my instincts
And forget all my pretenses
Sometimes I go out like a detective
Tracking down glimpses of clues
That could lead to you
But instead
I accidentally come upon
Eagles, and sunsets
The bridge with the water below
And chasing the kids who stole
So, as life continues on without us being together
I will go out and bike during this lovely weather
Because out in the real world, I view uncertainty as endless possibility
And that, within the core of my being, brings me so much pleasure.
River
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River
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