
Some ride for exercise.
I ride for ritual.
Every turn of the pedals takes me farther from noise and closer to the quiet place where my mind opens wide.
This is that journey. Care to tag along? —Liora
The Ride
Deep breath in 
Pull gloves on 
Time to leave chaos behind 
Been so near 
Pressure mounting 
Things weigh heavy on my mind 
Spin about 
Check my tires 
Stow the gear I have accrued 
Damp dust down 
Blue and black 
Make surface shiny and new 
My ritual 
To take flight 
All things practiced now abate 
Open door 
The road calls 
Time to fly; the winds await 
Breathe in deep 
Lock the door 
Locking my tame self inside 
Hit the road 
Find the path 
Feel my spirit stretch out wide 
Become fierce 
Free in soul 
Like birds in air, taking flight 
Climb the hill 
Pedal hard 
Topping summit, what a sight 
Dive downward 
Faster now 
Racing all my cares away 
Signs of life 
Scurry near 
Pleasure fills me as they play 
Society 
Drops away 
Sounds of nature fill my ears 
Bracing winds 
Brush my face 
Sweep cares away, tension clears 
Over bridge 
Time to move 
Ready now for wonder wild 
As I pedal 
Heart expands 
Freed: my hidden inner child 
Eagle soars 
Above nest 
Breakfast can’t be far away 
Waters rush 
Babbling louder 
Frothing eddies on display 
Pass the last 
Signs of life 
People wandering on their runs 
Path before me 
Stretches out 
Now’s my chance to have some fun 
Settle in 
To my rhythm 
Pedaling as fast as I can go 
As terrain 
Shifts around 
Climbing to the place I know 
My brow damp 
My lungs burn 
My legs burning hotter still 
Pushed aside 
All discomfort 
No thought of pain, just my will 
Strip me down 
Elemental 
All that matters: will and breath 
Detach stress 
Connect soul 
Movement opens up my depth 
Ideas form 
Sparking others 
Synapses firing faster 
My legs push 
Keeping time 
Creation: my true master 
One last push 
Favorite place 
Solitude is so divine 
Settle in 
Catch my breath 
Tune to spirals in my mind 
Water near 
Blessed soundtrack 
Teases and nurtures my thoughts 
Writing down 
Precious insights 
As each one slowly unknots 
This is where 
I’m happiest 
Fully at peace with my life 
How I wish 
I could stay 
But how the time always flies
— Liora
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Amazing 💕
Thanks, it was nice to take this ride with you! Keep up the good work!