It was a honeysuckle sunset
On a late summer evening.
I was riding,
No,
Flying.

I’d left my hair down
For the occasion, and
The Wind wore
His favorite lullaby voice;
His delicate fingers
Danced through the soft
Wavey locks;
Tickled my neck
With those harmonies;
Held me, precious.

I leaned into
The river walk
And it seemed as if
Every angel,
Even the ones who travel
By motor-home,
Were lined up on along the river bank,
In awe, every one of them,
Their grateful eyes
Applauding;
Imploring the Sun, "Wait,
Just one more refrain, please!"
To which the Sun sang
A most moving rendition of
“We are magnificent, together”

To which the birds unabashedly answered,
“Yes, YES, we are…”

07/03/2011

Author's Note: Wow. What an amazing ride home on my new bike; the smells, the sounds, the colors in the sky, and everyone lined up along the river walk to take it all in. What an amazing energy.....

Posted on 07/04/2011
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