You get on the bike
Pedal power gets you hyped
Cruising along straight Paths
Taking Corners
Edging up Gradients
Whizzing down Inclines
Decelerating at Red Light Indicators
Hitting a Dead End, you turn back,
Resume your pedalling.
Then you start pondering
Isn't the Life of Man a parallel?
Oh yes,
All of it the perfecting by the Sculptor
Take a breather
Top up your Body Tank
Invigorate yourself
After all, the night is at infancy and,
Oddly enough, the streets are stirring,
Urging you to venture
Your Guild is a mixed bag
Some really fast, some really just enjoying the breezy twilight
Yet all are pursuant to the tacit understanding
Of Fun, Fellowship, Felicity.
Thank God for the blessing.
Wednesday, May 03, 2006
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